Always Practice Safe Hex (Stay a Spell, #4)

by Juliette Cross

“Just look at her.” Henry started flicking his Zippo lighter again. “She’s a goddamn angel. Why would she want to be a part of my fucked-up mess?”

“We may be rivals, Lavinia. But it doesn’t make me want to fuck your brains out any less.”

Sometimes, animosity and anger is the perfect aphrodisiac.”

“Also, loquacious?” I arched a brow. “Trying to impress me with your big vocabulary?” “Since you’re unwilling to check out my big cock, I thought it second best.”

“Wait. My panties. Where’d they go?” “I’m keeping them.”

“Even knowing about the supernatural world, I never believed in monsters.” I took a small step toward him. “Then they created Twitter.”

“You are worthy of love, dear boy. And you have so much of your own to give.”

🥲

came floating through the doorway. He grinned, having used his TK to summon it. He made it land right beside the bed then he set his bowl and razor there.

It’s giving fantasia

“But, Gareth,” whispered Clara, “you can’t tell Henry of my plans. I don’t think he’s quite ready to be wooed by me.”

Clara’s such a cutie

“Mother fucker. Hear me now,” he growled.

All 👂 👂s

“That sounds like you’re asking me to be your girlfriend, Gareth.” “I’m demanding it.” “Or what?” I laughed. He lifted his head to look down at me. “Or you’ll break my heart.”

“We loved with a love that was more than a love.” Gareth & Lavinia