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“Would Chanel or whoever made this be upset?” I tilted my head and his eyes softened as he reached the stairs, tilting my head up.
She reads Vogue but doesn’t know who Chanel is? Come on!
As we drove towards a section of town I’d yet to explore, the foliage grew thicker and the skies rumbled despite no rain breaking through. Which
How has she explored anything? She was locked in a basement in Louisiana until two weeks ago, & hasn’t been alone or gone anywhere besides Paris (🙄) since she moved in with the men.
I was so not understanding what was going on right now.
Does she need to be slapped into understanding? Can I do the slapping?
They were mates? Holy crap.
Somebody give her a cookie! She managed to understand something without anyone having to draw it out with crayons!
Also what an astounding coincidence. Ham-handed segue, at best, to your next series.
“Does she have multiple mates? Can we do double dates? That's a thing right?”
Just 🙄.
Jordan And here I had thought today would have been boring.
Aaaaaand meet the spin-off...
“Hi,” I whispered as he stepped up in front of me. I nearly moaned as his large rough hand cupped my jaw and my eyes fluttered slightly. “Hello, little love.” His English accent had me practically melting. My eyebrows went up as I felt my entire face flush because fuck, could this guy be any more perfect? “Who the heck are you?” I mumbled, barely able to talk.
We seriously have to sit through this mess twice?
Who the heck did he think he was being so perfect?
Seriously? 🙄🙄🙄
“I understand what you're saying, but we need to talk about this. Specifically Jordan and I need to talk, no doubt my brothers will be along shortly if they feel the bond and unless you want to wait…” Brothers? Did he just say brothers? Oh Christ. I could feel my wolf let out yips and dancing the fuck around.
I can’t believe she’s actually repeating this almost line for line. Did you have a word quota you couldn’t meet?
That whole last chapter was intrusive and annoying. Write other books if you want to but stick to one at a time. It was like listening to a Paul McCartney song from the 70s.
comfortability,
That is not a word.
No idea why.
🙄
Mind you, the american government seemed to have no fucking issues with using them in the war.”
Do you even have beta readers?!
I groaned as she met my lips, despite having her on them,
Huh?
she asked for the fifth adorable time.
🤮
Her light yellow off the shoulder top highlighted how stunning her golden skin tone was paired with a white snakeskin skirt and thin flip flops.
Ewww!
Alanza nodded as Maya offered me a massive smile. I explained finally, “I figured that while we were here I would arrange for you to meet with the creative director and the fashion department to see if that would be something you would be interested in, since you’ve mentioned it before--”
And again I have a raging case of 🙄🙄🙄.
“Could you put the photo of my boys and I on the front instead? I know it’s supposed to be representative of who I am, and honestly, they are a huge part of that.”
They’re all she is since she’s lacks any real substance at all.
I was pretty damn positive that most people didn’t give a fuck in this industry about exploiting one another. However, Maya was always a different story.
Why the hell am I still reading this?!
I heard you are planning to go to an event tonight and if you don’t have a dress yet, we have some that you may like. I know the designers would be thrilled to see you in them.”
Of course they would because a girl suspected of murdering her parents is always top of the list for designers’ walking adverts.
not believe I was here. At Vogue. Surrounded by all of these people that created such a unique edition each month.
Is Vogue paying you to advertise for them?!
I was finding humans were very focused on that concept. On being different from one another.
People are sheep. That’s what makes fashion magazines money, the desire to be like everyone else.
I easily slipped out of my outfit and took a dress that was a stunning array of purples, pinks, and orange tones
GAH!!!
Mostly because out of all of them it caught my eye.
It would. It sounds like My Little Pony threw up!
felt angry about that for her because if anyone knew what that was like it was me.
How? Everyone in the world apparently worships you.
“Lorcan Louvre,”
Seriously?
They also kept asking ‘who’ I was wearing and I felt bad wanting to correct them and tell them ‘what’ I was wearing.
No. Just...no.
