I sighed. "Do they always come in pairs?" "I'll start with the good." Alfred walked over. "It's not blood. It's a goopy paint." "That's good. But I'm scared to hear the bad." "You're in trouble." Alfred looked up at me. "Funny, I came to that same conclusion yesterday. Wha...
I absolutely did not want this day to start; in fact, I would’ve loved to just skip right past it onto the next one. And it had nothing to do with the shooting last night.It had everything to do with my double, double dates. The only double of men I wanted right now were Jameson and Jack D. Befor...
Just before my fingers touched the cover of the book, however, I paused and surveyed the surroundings. The grass here was lighter, a dulled, pale green compared to the rest of The Forest. Golden letters glinted up from the cover of the book, the words The Magic of Mixology spelled out in gorgeous...
I asked, scurrying across the sandy walkway after Mimsey. My aunt’s legs were far shorter than my own, yet somehow, I couldn’t keep up. “You’ll see soon enough.” “Does she know about me?” I half-jogged to match her pace. “Of ...