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That night I’d been watching my favorite K-drama, and when the head-bitch of the storyline took it a step too far, sabotaging the sweetest character on the show, I’d raged and accidentally blew out all the lights in the house.
The hot-blooded part extended to more than just sex, it was an all-encompassing possessiveness that demanded warlocks destroy anyone who upset their mate.
“I could absolutely be a spellcaster. I mean, the rarest, most powerful of magic, where I can literally draw on the energy of the world itself for near limitless power.”
Conquester livara incidium morando. The ancient language of magic users was no longer part of our day-to-day speech, but we still used it in spells. Everyone knew the rough translation of the motto: “To conquer life you must first accept death.”
Alice cleared her throat, looking uncomfortable. “You’re not making it up. Logan looked exactly like that, and you two were inseparable. Even though he’s Trevor’s age, he just gravitated toward you and was überprotective.”
“Murder or not, maybe you two should bang it out first. Imagine the hate fucking. That’s way too fine a warlock to waste as a nemesis if there’s no hate fucking.”
“Repeat after me, we don’t fuck bad boys.” Belle opened her mouth, and then slammed it shut. “Sorry, I can’t. My programming is preventing me from lying.”
“What can I say, bacon is an evil mistress who won’t release me from her grasp. If bacon calls, I must come running. I’m a vegetarian with mistresses.”
The Hallistars never let the demons win; our family stood in the darkness and fought side by side.
“There were lots of magic wands in the one she was reading the other day, only they weren’t attached to anyone’s hand—”
“For new releases, I’ve figured out how to manipulate my e-reader to prevent it shorting out around magic. Back home I live in a human suburb so there’s no issue. Here, thankfully, it’s holding up so far.
“Fuck me dead,” Sara groaned softly. “This dude could recite the alphabet and I’d be there.”
Jerking my head away from him, I felt the heat of my power, and there was a cracking sound as Logan’s head jerked to the side. He blinked, and a rumble filled his chest as he stared with a look of disbelief. “Did you just witch-slap me?”
Lewis, in our grade, who had a habit of talking about himself in the third person. By the time he said, Lewis is ready for some fucking, I was out of there.
