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July 10 - July 10, 2021
I blinked slowly. “You…you have a…a pocket-size dragon?” Zayne snorted from somewhere behind me. A heavy sigh came from Roth.
Crap on a cracker, he’d flipped off an Alpha! And he’d called the Alpha Bob! Who did that? Seriously?
roth is so funny
Bambi had eaten a Warden. Thumper had eaten an Alpha. These familiars were really low on manners.
GO BAMBI AND THUMPER!! love you both
Both made me happy. Both made me laugh. Both filled me with longing and made my girlie parts all kinds of happy. But only one really made me…
Stop being a coward and let go of the past. Embrace the future, because they are two very different things.
Because there was only one set of eyes I saw when I closed mine at night and when I reopened them in the morning.
Bambi was bopping and weaving across the hardwood floor. She stopped, twisting her usually graceful body toward me. Those red eyes were glossed over, unfocused. Her forked tongue darted out, and then she went about her business, slowly making her way to the window seat. There, she shifted half of her six-foot-and-then-some frame onto the seat and promptly slid right off, flopping onto the floor.
The Crown Prince of Hell, who claimed to be the most selfish of all demons, had let me walk out that door when he believed I’d be happier with someone else.
“I’m here… I’m here because this is where I’m happy, with you.”
He studied the empty bottle he held, frowning. “But did you know that intoxication works differently for us? It only lasted for maybe an hour and then I just felt like shit, so I had to drink some more. Aaand I might be a little drunk still…” I pressed my lips together to stop from laughing. “I’ll say.”
i love drunk roth
He looked like he was about to say something as he went to sit on the foot of the bed. I started forward, already seeing that he’d misjudged the distance, but it was too late. Roth hit the floor in front of the bed, smack on the rear. He tossed his head back, laughing loudly as I clapped my hand over my mouth.
again, i love drunk roth, he’s adorable
A strange smile played across his lips. Not strange in a bad way, but just one I’d never seen from him before. It oozed boyish charm. “I liked it so much that I’m now spoiled. One morning and I’m spoiled for life. I want you here every morning, with me. Well, maybe in the master bedroom. That bed is more comfortable.”
“I, Astaroth, Crown Prince of Hell, am in love with you, Layla Shaw. Yesterday. Today. Tomorrow. A hundred decades from now, I will still be in love with you, and it will be as fierce today as it will be a decade later.”
“You are so beautiful, Layla. And if I could pick one thing I could stare at for the rest of eternity, it would be you.”
He stared down at me, his eyes wide and the pupils slightly dilated. His lips were parted and that bolt in his tongue glittered. The tops of his cheekbones were flushed. He looked… He looked gobsmacked.
“Okay,” Roth called out from behind me. “You’re crazy, but that was also crazy hot.” He grunted as he landed on the ladder behind me. “Just thought I’d share that with you.”
Over the Warden’s head, Roth looked up and winked at me. Winked at me in the middle of a fight. Wow.
“I’m pissed off because I love you, Layla, and the idea of losing you fucking terrifies me!” “And I wasn’t going to chance losing you! Because I love you, you annoying, self-important and overcontrolling—” Roth shot forward, clasping my wrists in his. Pressing me back against the wall, he pinned my hands above my head. Our bodies were flushed, and my heart pounded erratically as he dipped his head.
“I can’t lose you,” he said in a hoarse mutter, his voice twisting up my insides. “I can’t.”
ow
His breath was warm on my lips. “I still want to strangle you.” He paused. “But in the most loving way possible.”
the most loving way possible
He dragged my mouth to his, and he kissed me. There was nothing soft about it. The kiss tasted of desperation and joy, of pain and relief, and of the bright rediscovery of tomorrow that had once been stolen away.
Roth lowered his forehead to mine as he brought our joined hands to his chest, placing them above his heart. “And I love you,” he said. “With every breath I take, I will always love you.”
