Etched in Frost (Hallowed Harbingers #1)

by L.R. Friedman

“Jax?” Frost blasts from my lips, and the Ouija board flies across the room, cracking in half against the wall.

LOLLL HE'S INSANE FOR THAT

If she were to claim me as hers, as I long to claim her as mine, the world itself would come to life, full of color and possibility.

🥹

“You deserve someone hellbent on loving you.”

🤭

“Why are you here, Jax?” “Because you wanted me to come.”

neeeeed him

He’s huge, so thick my fingers are nowhere near able to meet,

IM SORRY? GIRL??? THIS IS WILD??? WHAT? HE'S NOT EVEN A CREATURE?? WHY IS IT THAT BIG?

I lap it up eagerly, a bit surprised when it tastes like decadent mint-chocolate chip.

LMAOOO ?