Can’t clean up after you anymore, baby brother, so don’t punk out. Make it count.
Rachel VincentMots clés death tod nash reaper
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 VincentShe's fifteen!"
Nash shrugged. "That's just a number. It doesn't say anything about her."
"It says something pretty damn funny about your IQ!" I said, and he opened his mouth to retort, but I spoke over him. "Fifteen is too young to drive, too young to get a legal job, too young to sign a lease, and obviously too young to pick a boyfriend with half a brain.
Great. "So not only am I not-human, but Death is my arch foe?" Who, me? Panic? "Anything else you want to tell me, while we're confessing?
Rachel VincentSo what does Tod look like? Whitewashed skeleton skulking around in a black cape and hood? Carrying a scythe? 'Cause I'm thinking that would cause mass panic in the hospital." ..... "Do you chase after a funeral processions in a long, dirty dress, hair trailing behind you in the wind? I shot him a mock frown. "Have you been following me again?
Rachel VincentI pulled the phone toward me and punched in the number of the sheriff's office in Flat Mesa. The deputy at the desk put me straight through. The phone made a couple of clicks, and then the sheriff's voice sounded in my ear.
"Jones," he said. Dark, biting, laconic.
"Hey, Nash. It's Janet."
There was a long silence.
"Fuck," Nash Jones said clearly, and he hung up on me.
Living is too hard right now. Dying is easy. Let me die.
Kristin CashoreMots clés easy living fire dying monster nash cashore
I don't want to wear your dad's clothes. He hates me."
"You'd rather wear mine?"
Nash scowled.
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He's lying, Kay," Nash said, fists clenched at his sides. "Hellions can't lie, but we all know reapers can."
"Careful, pot," Tod said. "Someone might notice your resemblance to the kettle.
Mots clés tod nash soul-screamers
My hands wrapped around his waist, traveling up the broad expanse of his back, mooth and hard, and...
"Give it a rest, already," Tod snapped from somewhere behind his brother. "It already smells like sex in here, and you're both still dressed. You have no idea how messed up that is.
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