My feet hurt, my back hurt, and I really needed to pee. Yeah, I was feeling really powerful.
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Stone growled and stepped toward Dad, fangs bared. That’s a good gargoyle. Take a bite out of Daddy for me.
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If this was what Mikhail called opening the gate close to Zayvion’s body, I was going to kill a compass and a slide rule and send them through the gates of death to him.
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Dad hit lecture mode from word one.
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I’m okay. I’ve finally made a few new friends.”
“I know,” she sighed. “It makes me miss you more,...
Oh, I was so not a wilting flower. I’d let a man pick me up and carry me because I couldn’t handle the price of using magic when I was dead. Again.
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The pillow was heaven feathers in six-hundred-count cotton joy.
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Gotta say you Portland people take weird to a new level.
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My dad told me he knew where to find Zay. Which meant I had to cooperate with him.
...
"Do you see what we have accomplished together? The healing of souls with the magic you carry. We have healed souls in death. With light and dark magic."
“We? No, you stuck your hands in my chest and stole my magic and threw it at them. If you try that again, you won’t have hands. Where’s Zayvion?”
Okay, maybe I was a little rusty on the whole cooperation thing.
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Mouth in gear, brain stuck in neutral.
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