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Drunk girls in bathrooms were the best people on earth.
“All Magica—that’s magic people, by the way—have a signature that’s uniquely their own. It corresponds to any of the five senses. Strong Magica have all five signatures. And you…” She hesitated a moment, her gaze flickering as she inhaled. “Have all five.”
Her eyes widened. “Holy fates, girl. You’ve seen the Devil himself.” “What?” “The Devil of Darkvale.” “Who the hell is that?” “Your killer? The man you saw in your vision? He’s the most dangerous—and powerful—man in Guild City. And if I were you, I’d be very careful.”
that name is kind of funny, tbh
They were friends, but… It was kind of a murdery friendship.
Gently, his fingertips rested against my chin. The slightest pressure moved my head. Suddenly, I was looking right at him, unable to drag my gaze away from his icy eyes. It seemed like heat flickered in their depths, but that couldn’t be right. He was an ice-cold statue, no matter how much he heated me up inside. I’d never thought I had a death wish, but my interest in this guy suggested I had a big one.
I love when eye contact has meaning
“Be wary, girl. You are bound to the Devil, and you may grow to like it, but there is danger there. Grave danger.”
“Like, Fated Mates?” Mac demanded. “Impossible.” “Yes, impossible,” the woman said. “Turned vampires do not have Fated Mates like born vampires do. But turned vampires like the Devil—the immortal ones—have Cursed Mates. Beware. It could cost you your life.” “What the heck?” Cursed mates?
that doesn’t sound very fun
Feelings. I didn’t like them.
same
