The Point of No Return

by Devyn Sinclair

Meg laughed. “Christine is a big fan of romances. And if a hot werewolf swept into her life, she’d bang him at the first opportunity.”

Thank you, Meg.

Not that I’d ever be caught dead in New Jersey.

“We’re not monsters. We are gargoyles though.” I stared at him. “Gargoyles.” “Yes,” Marius said. “Like the statue that just cracked? And almost killed me?” “Yes.” “Like the children’s TV show?” There was silence at that. “There’s a television show about Gargoyles?”

This made me chuckle pretty hard.

“I was hoping you wouldn’t know that. I mean, that usually happens in the monster books, but I’m not exactly on my game here, knowing what’s real and what’s not.”

Christine would sell her soul to fuck a monster.

Mood.