Can’t clean up after you anymore, baby brother, so don’t punk out. Make it count.
Rachel VincentDid he show himself?” Nash asked, and I glanced to my right to see him staring at my father, as fascinated as I was.
My dad nodded. “He was an arrogant little demon.”
“So what happened?” I asked.
“I punched him.”
For a moment, we stared at him in silence. “You punched the reaper?” I asked, and my hand fell from the strainer onto the edge of the sink.
“Yeah.” He chuckled at the memory, and his grin brought out one of my own. I couldn’t remember the last time I’d seen my father smile. “Broke his nose.
And I don't think I want to meet this super-reaper." Nash stuffed his hands in his front pockets. "The garden variety's weird enough.
Rachel VincentSo could we please not mob the three-thousand-plus-year-old reaper like tweens at a boy-band concert?
Rachel VincentThe reaper does not listen to the harvest.
Terry PratchettA demonic reaper asked to be my valentine and then killed his crazy ex-girlfriend to save my life. Tomorrow I was starting up antipsychotic meds.
Courtney Allison MoultonTags: humor weird demons reaper ex-girlfriends life-saving meds
He had a face made for magazine covers. Could someone say GQ model? That razor sharp jaw and those angular features caught the light just right. If she’d had a camera she wouldn’t mind snapping a few pictures. And those lips…she stopped. She didn’t know him, and something told her she shouldn’t get to know him.
Kate EvangelistaProtect that girl, Balthazar. She is an innocent in all of this.”
“Why does she want Nikolas to gain his humanity?”
“She believes they are in love.”
The absurdity of D’s words hit Balthazar square in the gut. He would have doubled over if he didn’t find the reason pathetic. Thankfully, he managed to keep the laughter in his head.
“Love? Nikolas?
We do things we’re not proud of. Nikolas more than most.
Kate EvangelistaTags: young-adult reaper kate-evangelista
Go.” Granmare pointed at the door. “Let me work in peace.”
Balthazar didn’t look back when he left.
“Now, my dear,” the witch turned to her, “let me give you what that foolish boy paid for.”
“He’s not foolish,” Arianne said. For giving a drop of his blood, the least she could do was defend the annoying oaf. “He’s going out of his way to help me, so if there’s anyone foolish here it’s me.”
“My, my, my.” Granmare Baba gasped, spreading her hand at the center of her chest. “You have a mouth on you. I will so enjoy watching what happens to you when the time comes.”
A chill went down Arianne’s back. She’d almost been afraid to ask, “What do you mean?”
Granmare Baba only smiled her yellow toothy smile before she went about putting things together in a large cauldron that seemed to have magically appeared in the center of the round room.
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