by Laura Thalassa
He dips his mouth close to my ear. “Cherub, people like us are not victims. We’re someone’s nightmare.”I’m not a victim.I’m not a victim.How had I forgotten this? Because, somewhere along the way, I had forgotten. And it nearly broke me.My eyes move to Des. “Teach me again how to be someone’s nightm...
⭐️4 stars⭐️"One day you'll have to pay all those back. Are you scared now?""I would be if you weren't wearing your hair in a girly little ponytail," I say, reaching for the ends of his white hair."It's not good manners to taunt a fairy. We have notoriously thin skin." Despite the threat, his eyes sp...
This had a promising start, although the "superpower" of being totally attractive didn't really flash me. It was too much a "girl power" - even with the compulsion thrown in. The first half was a decent read mostly - I found the token bad ass BFF to remain unfortuantely quite pale, more a plot too...
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