New World Order (War Of The Fae: Book 4) - Plot & Excerpts
and lost. Not only was his hair a mass of uneven chunks, way too short in some places and way too long in others, but I’d also nicked his ears not once, not twice, but three separate times. He left the room wishing the next person in my chair good luck, as he headed off to find the nearest witch with some healing brews and hairdo spells. Tony sat down in the chair next. “Tony. You can’t be serious. You saw what I just did to Spike.” “Never let it be said that wrathes aren’t bad mofos,” said Tim. “You wouldn’t catch me in that chair after that chop job she just did on Spike.” “Shush, Tim. Go to bed.” “What? And miss all this entertainment? Not on your life.” He sat cross-legged on his bed, a front row seat from which to view my shame. “Yeah, I know you’re worried you won’t do a good job,” said Tony, “but you’ve done mine before. You know my head.” I laughed. “As if that’s going to make a single bit of difference. Come on. Get up. I can’t do this.”
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