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1 " Celia stood and licked her chops. I patted Celia’s furry side. “Okay, little pussy. There’s your mouse.” The "
― Cecy Robson , A Cursed Moon (Weird Girls, #2.5)
2 " If these bugs made their way into my brain, they’d devour me from the inside out and use my soul to raise more dead. Shit. Where was a can of Raid when a werewolf needed one? The "
3 " She knelt beside me, searching my body for signs of life. She gasped when I blinked back at her. “Oh my God, Bren. Are you okay?” I reached out a weak hand and touched the soft skin of her beautiful face. “I love you, Celia,” I choked, struggling to speak. “I’ve always loved you.” Celia released an exasperated sigh and shook her head. “No you don’t, Bren.” “Okay,” I wheezed. “I don’t. It just seemed like the right thing to say. Get this thing off me, will ya?” Celia "