Dreadful Company (Dr. Greta Helsing, #2)

by Vivian Shaw

All those multivalent polynomials and things. No one should be that good at math, even if they are a fiend from Hell.”

“I’d better make the effort if I’m going to be sparkling and vivacious in the morning. Why is it always sparkling and vivacious? Can’t one simply glitter?” Ruthven quirked an eyebrow at her. “That’s a loaded question to ask a vampire.

It felt absurdly nice just to be held, to be someone else’s problem for a while, and Greta leaned against his chest and let herself think of nothing.

“Unbearably delightful to clap orbs on you, Aurélien. Look who’s found the boss’s wayward little pet and brought her home again; aren’t I just the absolute most?”