Tristan said. “There’s a coffee shop where we can charge our phones and get back in touch with the rest of the world. The Amadis might have someone nearby who can help us.” “Except they’re not supposed to,” I reminded him as we set off through the forest in the direction of the small town Tristan...
"How could you let me leave in this?" I hissed at Tristan as he checked the stalls to make sure we were alone. He'd brought us to this particular bathroom because it was only used by employees, so it was often empty. And now I had to sneak out of it dressed as a gladiator-slut from the 1300s–I st...
Inga, the witch who’d made the stone fall, had already disappeared, waiting for him at a nearby creek. But he couldn’t leave yet, too delighted with his work, needing to see it to the end. Except this man was about to ruin everything. Why had he ever bothered saving him from the werewolf? “You’re...
of vanilla extract and banana extract 3 Tbsp. milk 2 cups Wheat flour (all-purpose flour) ¼ tsp. baking powder 4 Tbsp. cocoa powder 2 drops of any food coloring you want 1. Preheat oven to 350 degrees. Beat the butter and sugar in a medium-sized mixing bowl until light and fluffy. &nb...
Physically anyway. “Ew! That’s so nasty,” he said, wrinkling his nose at us. Tristan smiled. “Kissing your mom? I have to disagree.” He pulled me back into his arms. “Gross, Dad!” Dorian covered his eyes and made gagging sounds. “Don’t ever do that in front of me again.” Tristan and I shared a gr...
the black woman, whose Caribbean accent reminded me of Solomon, seethed as she arched her back against Owen’s hold on her. “We came because we wanted to.” “We’re not taking any chances,” Tristan replied calmly as his power moved the black male warlock to a bed. “You want to convert?” I blurted, a...