You See Something You Like?

I’m Not A Warrior Or A Goddess,” I Said At Last. Adrian Leaned Closer. “as Far As I’m Concerned, You’re Both.

Stick." I Said In Russian. I Had No Clue What The Word For Stake Was. I Pointed At The Silver Ring I Wore And Made A Slashing Motion. "stick. Where?" He Stared At Me In Utter Confusion And Then Asked In Perfect English, "why Are You Talking Like That?

Itʹs Not Just The Dress Or The Hair. Itʹs You. Youʹre Beautiful. So Beautiful, It Hurts Me.ʺ

I Bet You Never Thought The Hardest Part Of Finding Your ‘saviorʹ Would Be Getting Her Mom To Let Her Stay Out Past Curfew.

Fine, I Guess It's Ok Then. Go Ahead." "huh? What's Ok?" "it's Okay If You Marry My Brother.