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You’re King Ravinger. Yes, Goldfinch, I am. But you can call me Slade.
the male who kissed me
It was barely a kiss.
“What’s he going to do? Turn me gold?” Rip mocks with a vindictive gleam in his eye.
I love Rip.
“Well, bright side, it makes my ass look amazing.”
The first bright side!
“I don’t like it. He and that commander of his are either infatuated with you or purposely taunting me.”
Why not both?
battle of thoughts,
I yawned while reading this and I thought it said 'battle of Hogwarts'.
