Ms. Dess

88%
Flag icon
She pours herself a drink and offers me one. To be cautious, I watch her sip from hers before taking a swig of mine. It’s a sweet wine, reminiscent of fairy wine, but with far too much tartness. It overwhelms the burn of the alcohol.
Ms. Dess
Dude don’t fucking drink that!!!
Devourer of Men (Devourer, #1)
Rate this book
Clear rating
Open Preview