A Shadow in the Reaping (The Shadow Realm, #1)

by Brynne Weaver

Frankly, it was super uncool. So, I felt the need to kill most of them for being such dicks.

I wanted to tear that finger right off and stick it up his butthole.

Jessie Bates has no idea I'm about to suck him dry. Ugh no. Not like that.

Five thousand fucking years I've been alive, and I'm gonna die behind Cheese Louise.

Is he hot? I bet he's really hot.” “He's a demon, so yeah, he runs a little on the warm side.”

Nonetheless, dragging me anywhere is super uncool. So, I tell the Reaper exactly how I feel about it. By punching him in the face.

Note to self: Reaper likes butter. Must steal all the butter.

I send a silent prayer of thanks to Cardi B and Megan Thee Stallion for having my back with WAP. Yes, I believe he does. Although, we don't call it mating. That's very last century of you, Reaper. No, he wants to park his big Mack truck right in my little garage.

I’m deceased 😂

“This? What she did for you? This is Lu.”

Ok love Ediye

“There's nowhere on Earth that I can't find you, vampire,”

Be careful, Reaper. You're in danger of convincing yourself you know what to do with a woman like me.

“You will not burn,” the Reaper says. Sure, that's easy to say when you're a demon and your name is fucking Ashen.

I open my eyes as he pulls away to meet my gaze. There is enough fury there to destroy every realm. Somehow, I think I would be the only one spared.

“The ones who did this to you. Did you kill them?” I nod. “Good.”

SWOOOOON

I'm sorry I fanged your butter. “No, you're not,” he says.

All I Want For Christmas is shit, apparently.

Oh my fucking GOD. These are your sex sheets aren't they.

“What's the matter, vampire? Afraid you won't be able to keep your promise?” What promise? Ashen takes another step closer. A wicked gleam ignites in his eyes. “To control yourself.”

Swoon

Nah, I think I'm good. If you take me back to your room I can just chill there. I'll watch something on Netflix. “I don't have Netflix.” YOU ARE A MONSTER.

“Fangria. For vampire consumption only,”

You're a Reaper. Why the hell do you have Disney+?

Nooooo. Not angel rabies. The HORROR.

How wild of you, burning bras, I write. “I am a progressive Reaper,”