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1 " Moira’s made contact.” He grimaced. “She wants a pair of strap-on wings for some strange reason.”Robin shuddered delicately.“She also has a plan.” Jaden gave Robin a mock sympathetic look. “Be afraid.”Robin sighed and followed the vampire. Perhaps assigning the Blackthorns to watch Michaela hadn’t been his best idea. The thought of Michaela and Moira conspiring together had his gut clenching in terror. "
― Dana Marie Bell , The Hob (The Gray Court, #4)
2 " Her hands stroked his head, pushed his wild, tangled red mane from his face. “Welcome back, love.Robin Goodfellow, Knight of Oberon and the most dangerous being on earth save one, sobbed like a broken child. "
3 " I'd better pack my bikini, 'cause I'm going to hell. Michaela returned Robin's kiss with fervor, burying her hands in his rich, fiery hair. "
4 " You’re awfully confident for someone the size of a flea bite.”Robin almost laughed at the insult Kael muttered.Michaela did laugh. “I know, but I’ve got a few tricks up my sleeve if someone decides to get frisky.” She made some idiotic motions with her hands and feet that Robin assumed were supposed to be some form of martial arts but looked more like a squirrel having seizures. “Take that, bad guys!”Robin couldn’t stop himself from patting her on the head. “You’re cute.”She wagged her finger in the air. “And lethal. Don’t forget lethal.” She waved toward the elevator. “And here we are. "
5 " Claws.” She pointed to her pussy. “Delicate bits.” She shook her finger at him. “So not chocolate and peanut butter. "
