Sealed with a Curse

She slumped a little when she saw me and shot the wolves a siren grin. “You’re so screwed,” she declared. “My sister is going to kick your asses!” …. The wolves hackles collectively rose as they set their diabolic sights on me. They moved as a single unit away from Taran and toward their newest prey. Thanks, Taran.

Misha didn’t appear taken by her charm. He eyed her as if she’s asked him to make her a garlic pizza in the shape of a cross. I laughed: I couldn’t help it. Leave it to Shayna to try to befriend the guy who’ll probably suck us dry by sundown.

I really like it, " he murmured once more. Say something. Anything. Tell him you love him and want to have his puppies. "Haven't you ever had tea before?

Are you all right?'' I nodded my damn chicken head and prayed prayed like the world and all the victims of war, famine, and disease counted on it. God… please dont let me lay an egg. Not now

Mind your own business, you goddamn raisin with legs!" Taran screamed from inside the house.

A small smirk found its way to my lips. Luke Skywalker could suck it. He had nothing on Shayna.

They tried their best. Shayna and Emme crawled along their bellies in true Rambo-meets– Bridget Jones style

...smiled so sweetly at Liam, I feared the poor sap might need insulin.

I could. I don’t think Dan can. He’s trying to bang some biochemist working in the research lab next to his. For his sake, I hope she’s as hot as he claims. His last lay could scare Christ off the cross.

...the putrid carnal waste dump my skin and hair had become. An irate woman beating me with her placenta would have been more welcome than the copious amount of...snot gluing my fingers together.

Celia Wird, have you no shame? Standing out there half-naked, flashing those young boys like some kind of streetwalker!" Aric's dark brows shot up to his crown. "What the fu--" "Mind your own business, you goddamn raisin with legs!" Taran screamed from inside the house. Mrs. Mancuso flipped me off, of course. Bren flashed her a panty-dropping grin. "It's okay, Mrs. M. I'll be sure to take Celia to confession later so Father O'Callaghan can slap the sin out of her." "Be sure that you do." Mrs. Mancuso gave Bren an approving nod, and me another stiff one. Aric remained fixed to my front walkway. He may have been a guardian of the earth, but I doubted he'd ever encountered evil the likes of Mrs. Mancuso.

Yet curiosity grabbed stubbornness by the throat and pimp-slapped it a few times.

She tried to complain, but couldn’t hide that siren grin that made males trip over their erections.

Bren pulled me close and chuckled in my ear. "Damn, kid. Are you in trouble." That was bad enough. His next comment was worse. "Don't worry, Aric. Celia and I don't have sex as much as we used to.

Why is your face all red, Celia? You hot or something?" "Liam," Koda growled. Go put on some clothes." Liam spoke between chews. "Why it's warm in here." "Because the girls weren't raised among beings that are frequently naked." Understanding spread across Liam's boyish features. He shook his head. "Celia, you have to get over your modesty. The body is a gift. Here, take off your clothes so you can see how freeing--" I threw my spatula in the sink. "Go upstairs, Liam. And don't come back down until you put on some damn pants!