More on this book
Community
Kindle Notes & Highlights
What kind of victory didn’t have flaying?
The frogs were weird and unsettling to say the least, but the last incident was the demonic flaming shark that broke the camel’s back.
“On your feet, mortal.” Jag tossed a bag of cotton webbing at him. “We have children to terrify.”
“Focus, please.” Ethan rubbed his tired eyes. “We can get Olivia murder-laid later.”
“Did you plan another vacation to the beach so I can take my revenge against the seagulls?” “Nope.” Ethan hooked his arm around Jag’s. “How about I show you?” “I still wish to get my revenge, Ethan.” Jag followed as Ethan pulled him out of the kitchen. “They stole from me and insulted me with their cries and by shitting in my ice cream.”
