Wanted: A Roommate Who Isn't Evil (High Court of the Coffee Bean, #3)

by Jennifer Kropf

“It’s not his...

“I don’t care whose blo...

“That is my assist...

she-strength

no-nonsense ways.

“I would, but I think I’d rather get the High Court of the Coffee Bean involved in all this now,”

“Wouldn’t hurt,”

“It’s that or the division will kill me.”

“And the dog,” he added. “We’ve both offended them greatly.”

Lily looked like she might claw out his faeborn eyes.

He’d briefly, blissfully forgotten what it was like to live in the darkness.

A cruel fairy. A fairy who wanted nothing more than to rule over a cruel son.

how far he could run in three days.

if he could slay this entire division...

His face was a detached, hollow shell. No longer a father. No longer an ally.

barking at the top like the great conqueror he was.

“Why did Dog-Shayne attack those fairies? He’s loyal to me, not you.”

“He’s loyal to me, too,”

He wondered just how fast his fairy magic could take him to a distant land where no one would know his face.

“It’s a safeguard,”

“so you can never turn against me, Son.”

It was a lie. Luc would have. Right up until that moment,

outsmart and destroy the man who had ruined him.

took Luc over two years to get the permission he needed to leave the Shadow Army’s daily routine to become a scout among the humans. Two years of hard work, lying, bribing, cunning strategy, being in the right place at the right time, placing bets, making bargains, and giving away large promises. Two years before he made it to the human realm. And there, he had hoped to be free of fox games forever.

:'(

Sisterhood of Assassins of the North.”

would he still want to see her? Much time had passed. Perhaps he’d forgotten about the promise he’d made.

Perhaps you should study people instead.”

WHEN THE TIME COMES KILL HIM OR RUN FROM HIM BUT DO NOT BE RULED BY HIM

“Oh dear. I’m already going to die; did you forget?” Luc flashed him a smile

“However,” Reval’s cold voice flittered back to Luc, “if you want to stop me, perhaps you should stand in my way.”

“Breathe in and out, you fool. How could you already forget?” His words were quiet, just loud enough for Dranian’s fairy ears.

aparently luc gives therepy in strssful fighting situations. i should dial my friends in their exam and tell them to breathe

someone else spoke faster: “How about a trade first?”

he wasn’t imagining it. Mor.

Dranian wasn’t sure if he wanted to cry in relief or scream at his friend to not come any closer.

Every once in a while, Cress made sure to mention, “that time he saved Mor from the humiliation of being defeated by his old foe,” even though “that time” was not that long ago. But now, Dranian was hiding something. And

his/Kate’s

“Yes, you are, Mor. You’re hiding something. Lily is hiding something. Dranian is hiding something. The only one not hiding something around here is Cress, and that’s because he’s a blabber mouth—” “What is Dranian hiding? Wait—” Mor shook his head. “—what is Lily hiding? Do you know?!”

you’re each focussed on the thing you’re hiding.”

“Oh, and if you want a really fast, really easy way to solve this problem—” Violet stuck her head back into the office, making Mor jump. “—then just get everyone together and oust them all at once. That’ll get everyone talking.”

There he gazed upon the fire-breathing, dragon-like mechanism hanging high upon the wall.

Luc had considered Dranian to be far less broken than him.

it wasn’t until Dranian had witnessed the fox come face to face with his devils that Dranian knew that to be true.

it was so utterly obvious that Mor cared about Luc,

Lyro. But maybe, just maybe, Luc could do it—if he stayed alive.

The Shadow Army beat Luc senseless in the air first, hidden away from the sight of humans

it would be the last thing he ever saw.

When Luc’s chest was so full of holes that the wind nearly sailed through him, the Shadows dropped him.

He was dead as soon as he hit the floor.

Luc squinted

He could smell and taste the sound;