Enchantra (Wicked Games, #2)

by Kaylie Smith

“And I won’t be showing you any mercy if you lay a finger on my wife.”

PERIODDDD

moment later something else began to caress her skin, tangling in her hair. Something cool and light as a feather that was vibrating with power. His shadows.

GURLLLL

There was also a lipstick stain on the carpet she’d tried her best to scrub out before she went down for the masquerade. “It’s not that bad,” she defended herself. “My room at home is much worse. At least you can still see your floor.”

LOL

She swallowed. When she began to pull her hand away, however, he gripped onto it tighter.

It only proved what she’d always known—men loved gossip and drama as much as women.

PERIODDD

Something brushed the back of her hand: Rowin’s fingertips. Gentle. Comforting.

AWWWWWW

“The light isn’t something you need to chase, Genevieve. The light is wherever you are,” he told her.

“I’ve got you,” that first voice whispered. “I won’t let you go.”

“I… I’ve always been right about you, you know. You’re going to be nothing but trouble for me.”

shiver—“put a finger inside that beautiful pussy for me.”

AYEEEOO

“I didn’t say to touch yourself there. If you don’t play correctly, you’re going to get punished.”

AHHHHHHHHHHH

Genevieve cringed at the sound of bones and tendons snapping as Rowin ripped the Demon’s head from their neck, as

BARE MINIMUM