—but they’re minor-level functionaries. They can’t do that kind of shit. And a demon can’t possess another demon—or a half, for that matter. So two plus two, okay? His other half ain’t Ahhazu, it’s incubus. And there’s only one half human, half incubus ever been recorded—”

“Maybe Pritkin’s birth wasn’t recorded.”

“Bullshit. You know damn well who we got—”

“Don’t say it.”

“—next door, and John Pritkin ain’t his—”

“I’m warning you.”

“—name. It’s motherfucking Mer—”

“Say it and spend the rest of your life in the Jurassic,” I hissed.

Auteur: Karen Chance

—but they’re minor-level functionaries. They can’t do that kind of shit. And a demon can’t possess another demon—or a half, for that matter. So two plus two, okay? His other half ain’t Ahhazu, it’s incubus. And there’s only one half human, half incubus ever been recorded—” <br /><br />“Maybe Pritkin’s birth wasn’t recorded.” <br /><br />“Bullshit. You know damn well who we got—” <br /><br />“Don’t say it.” <br /><br />“—next door, and John Pritkin ain’t his—” <br /><br />“I’m warning you.” <br /><br />“—name. It’s motherfucking Mer—” <br /><br />“Say it and spend the rest of your life in the Jurassic,” I hissed. - Karen Chance




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