William glanced at her sword. His upper lip rose, showing her his teeth. My, my, Lord Bill, what big fangs you have. That was all right. She wasn’t Red Riding Hood, she wasn’t scared, and her grandmother could curse his ass so hard, he wouldn’t know which way was up for a week.

Author: Ilona Andrews

William glanced at her sword. His upper lip rose, showing her his teeth. <i>My, my, Lord Bill, what big fangs you have.</i> That was all right. She wasn’t Red Riding Hood, she wasn’t scared, and her grandmother could curse his ass so hard, he wouldn’t know which way was up for a week. - Ilona Andrews

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