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April Asher
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August 28 - September 1, 2023
His Wolf had recognized her, practically sitting up and whimpering as he honed in on her sweet flowery scent.
Violet Maxwell was the one who got away. And he wasn’t just the bastard that let it happen. He was the idiot who hadn’t run after her.
The center did it all, and she loved doing her part to help the community in Astoria, Queens.
Go ahead and place me and Adrian on the rotating schedule, and you can count on us for the camping weekend at Cheesequake, too.”
“Maxwells also don’t get summoned to stand before the Supernatural Council, and yet I had to navigate the C train this afternoon.”
“Good. Then keep your spine straight, your chin high, and don’t let that mouth of yours run away.” “It doesn’t run. Sometimes it … skips.” Edie cocked a silver eyebrow. “Saunters?” Vi corrected. “Okay. On occasion, it may speed-walk, but I can’t always control it. It has a mind of its own.”
Violet groaned. “Did you seriously say you’re his worst nightmare? Who do you think you are? Batman?” “Actually, Rambo was the first to say it, in Rambo III. Now blast him.”
“Are you being serious right now? And no. I can’t be sure it won’t kill him.” “I never joke about John James Rambo. And if you don’t make him take a magical nap, I’ll make him take a non-magical one.”
don’t think you realize the effect you’ve had on me ever since I was a pup, princess.”
She’d never been magicless to him. Even when she hadn’t been in possession of her Magic.
and with their upcoming camping trip to Cheesequake State Park
The EMT touched her elbow. “We really should take you to Mount Sinai to get looked at.” “I really am fine, and I’m running late, and—”
“You’ll be running even later if you collapse in an hour because you have an undiagnosed concussion or worse. We’ll get the chair out of the back of the bus and wheel you up. Look, you
can refuse treatment, but you’ll have to sign a waiver, and then if anything pops up later down the line, your insurance won’t cover it.”
“We received a call from an eagle shifter who works emergency services in Midtown. He brought Violet into the emergency room about an hour ago.”
“There could also be a freak blizzard in Arizona, but you don’t see me watching the Weather Channel to
catch a glimpse of Jim Cantore.”
“You’re giving me a babysitter…” “That’s not what I’d call it.” “What would you call it?” “A witchsitter.”
“The key”—his cheek brushed hers as he spoke—“is picturing a string from your ball to the lead pin. While you hold that image in your head, swing the ball back and release it straight.”
“My grandmother always says sugarcoating things makes them easier to swallow, but it doesn’t change their base ingredients.”
It hugged them on all sides until they erupted in a simultaneous climax that
left them both winded and sated, and his Wolf internally chanting mine. His. Theirs. He was falling head over heels for this woman … or maybe he’d never gotten back up after last time.
No one can make you feel inferior without your consent.” Vi nearly sobbed with her love for the succubus. “You’re quoting Eleanor Roosevelt now? You’ve grown up on me, Harp.” “Roosevelt?” She looked confused. “No, I’m quoting Joe from Princess Diaries.”
