Falling in Love with the Man of My Nightmares (That's [Para]Normal #4)

by Camilla Evergreen

“Castor,” Alana greets, chipper, and my breath catches. Castor? This is Castor? Willow echos my thoughts in her own way. “Oh. So you’re Castor. Love the knife.” “Gratitude,” he murmurs, flips it, and catches it by the blade as though he’s not blindfolded at all. “You’re welcome to look at it.” Willow laughs. “Um. Yes. Don’t mind if I do.” My head spins as Willow trots up to the evil prince I’ve been warned about and plucks his knife from his hands. Holding the metal up to the light, she whistles at what appears to be a collection of screaming faces decorating the handle. “Super cute.”