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Never mix vodka and witchcraft.
Snowdonia
Youre telling me this is a real place??
“Warlock isn’t a thing anymore, Father, I’ve told you, we’re all witches now. Have been for literal decades.”
Ok feminism
her hair gathered up in a messy bun, and as she blew a strand out of her face, Rhys’s heart kicked painfully against his chest.
Yes and here comes harry styles to adopt her
If only he hadn’t been the biggest cock-up this side of the Atlantic nine years ago.
Yesss new hyperfixation word
The night had gotten darker now, the sky more indigo than lavender, and the moon rose over the hills, bright and cold and white. The perfect night for witching.
Didn’t a man get to be epically romantic in a magic cave?
Never mix witchcraft with vodka,’” he read, then nodded. “Solid advice, that.”
