A Crown of Petals and Ice (Honey and Ice, #3)

by Shannon Mayer

Goddess save me from penises and their inability to concentrate. Except for Lan’s.

“You won’t be able to wield a cucumber unless you figure out how to alter your essence.”

“Running off somewhere like your boobs are on fire again, I see,” the Oracle called.

“Do I have to spell it out for you, imbecile?” Guess not. “Kikuindateeth it is,” I muttered.