The Puppeteer (Harrow Faire, #2)

by Kathryn Ann Kingsley

Bam. Pain exploded through her chest. She placed her palm against the spot, and it was instantly hot and wet.

WTF

She lifted the pan to hit him again anyway.

BEAT HIS ASS‼️‼️‼️‼️

She didn’t know how to tell him no. So she told him, with her own, barely-audible whisper, “Yes.”

girl what 😒

“I would have stopped if you told me to.”

she did though

Clown’s face fell, and he let out a loud raspberry.

all i see him as is the terrifier clown 😞

Simon was glaring a hole into Aaron like he was on the brink of making good on his threat.

🤪🤪🤪🤪

“Now, then. Where were we?”

hes soooo crazzyyyy love herrr

“Cupcake, open up.”

oh lets fucking go

Then…he kissed her.

LETS GOOO!!!!!!

It had been easy enough to lift the note from her pocket when he had slung his arm around her.

NOOOO !!!!

When he broke away, he tilted his forehead to rest his head on hers. “Apology accepted.”

theyre crazy

“No. They’re terrible. Then when people decided that their arms weren’t long enough, they started making long sticks you could put your phone on.”

theyre just haters

Someone had taken a picture of a forest and had clicked invert on the color spectrum.

wait thats kind of cool thoigh

She walked for ten minutes before she saw light straight ahead of her.

shes gonna keep coming back to the fair😔☹️

Vampires, archdemons, fae, haunted circuses, ghostly magicians—I have a villain for you.

oh hell yeah