Hexed (Never After, #6)

by Emily McIntire

Guilt worms its way through me when I remember I wouldn’t even be here if it weren’t for Aria. I owe her my life. Marrying her is the least I can do.

It's all clicking into place

I offer a new trinket for her to add to her collection of gizmos and gadgets, and she melts.

I've got 20

I brush my thumb over the knuckles of my opposite hand, remembering what it used to feel like when I could use them as an outlet, reveling in the fresh cuts and bruises that would sting long after I got whatever point I needed to get across.

He's like Elena

Trent Kingston

A1 naming

Bad people don’t save strangers from bleeding out on riverbanks.

I mean she didn’t save you so

“Tell me your name, piccola sirena.”

ROLL CREDITS But also so ironic that he called “Ursula" Is that what we were going for Em lol

A framed picture of his late wife, Antonella, and their picture-perfect daughter.

She was like I am not writing SEVEN sisters lol

Fisher Engle is larger than life, at least in personality. He’s not physically bulky, but he’s tall and has a wiry frame. His height isn’t what sets him apart, though. It’s that bright blue mohawk of his and the tattoos that cover almost every inch of his skin, from his fingertips to his neck.

FLOUNDER?!

The fuck was Peppino doing, making business deals in the South without telling anyone? When we first found out my brother had been murdered, I was determined to uncover who exactly it was that put the hit out on him.

Was it king Triton? I mean Trent

“Yo, it’s fucking buggy out here. Can we go inside?” Scotty complains, smacking at his arm.

I love Scotty

Her gaze drops to watch the movement, skimming along my body and resting on where my gun is on display, holstered at my side. I repeat the motion of rolling up my other shirtsleeve until both my forearms are exposed, and then I lean forward, resting my elbows on my knees. A lock of my hair falls on my forehead with the motion, and I run my fingers through the strands, pushing it back into place. Then I quirk a brow at her.

That's hot

Because fuck her if she thinks I’ll allow her to disappear with another man on her arm when she came here with me.

SIR You are literally engaged to her cousin AND you have no claim to her

“Listen, I don’t know what kind of kinky shit you’re into, but I’m not here for this,” Sean says, pulling at his restraints again and hissing as the metal digs into his skin. A laugh bubbles out of me because how can he possibly still think I brought him back here for sex? “You hear that, Lover Boy?” I pout, flicking my gaze to Enzo. “He thinks we’re kinky.” Enzo’s eyes spark. “He’s got no idea.”

SCREAMING

“How come you get to have all the fun?” I say. My words wash away the fury covering his face, and something soft takes its place. A piece of his hair has fallen just over his left eyebrow, and I reach out, smoothing it back into place. He licks his lips, gives a curt nod, and takes a step back.

EMILY HOW DARE YOU OMG gimme more

I’m not sure where we’re headed, but after what just happened, I think I’d follow her anywhere.

STOP so cute!

crumpled pieces of paper

I see the Taylor reference (All to Well)

Arista

Haha a sister is a street. Love that Emily was like I am NOT writing 7 sister

Bastien:

Why did it just now click that this is SEBastian

Because no matter how badly I might want him… Enzo isn’t mine to have. And I’m not worth the fallout there would be if we gave in.

Crying

Aquata,

Anotner one

“In a different life”—I bend until my mouth is centimeters from hers—“I would do anything to make you mine, and I’d bring you any person who’s wronged you and make them beg for death at your feet. All you’d have to do is say the word.”

I take a step forward, my foot crunching on rock. Venesa doesn’t turn around, but Bastien’s eyes flick to mine for a single moment before he lifts his chin, his nostrils flaring. “I wish someone would, though.”

Urg Bastien ships it

Because her uncle just walked into the room.

The way I audibly gasped

Kiss the girl.

Sha la la la you gotta kiss the girl

My dick is at her entrance now, and I prod her tight hole before sliding up and pressing the head against her clit, smacking it lightly.

Uh no condom

Antonella,

Another one

I have half a mind to believe you were the one there trying to kill him in the first place.” She lunges toward me, the knife nicking the skin on my arm and making me suck in a sharp hiss. “And then you came along and fucked everything up, and plans changed. You just couldn’t leave well enough alone.” Her admission is a concrete boulder crashing into me, but I should have seen it coming. After all, I’ve been truly blind to what’s been going on for years; it was just an illusion that I was part of the bigger picture. “Sorry, but you did a shit job, Aria. He was still alive because you fucked everything up.” A

Holy shit. I didn't see thst coming

Adrina

Oop

“The truth is, Yrsa Venesa Andersen, my soul knew you were its other half the moment I laid eyes on you. You have changed me. Irrevocably. I don’t want you in a different life. I need you in this one and all the ones we’ll have after.” Emotion clogs my throat and I clear it. “So marry me.”