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1 " He won’t be giving fucking orders for much longer,” Auric growled reading my mind. He slipped out of bed to pull on some clothes. I loved it when he got all protective. I rolled on my stomach and watched him hide his yummy flesh with clothing—wrapping paper, as I called it—that always seemed to beg to be torn off. “What are you going to do?” “Tear his limbs from him one at a time and then finish him off permanently.” Say what you would, when my consort went all tough ass alpha, it was freaking hot. “Mmm, say that again,” I purred. "
― Eve Langlais , Hell's Revenge (Princess of Hell, #3)
2 " No, my first question was actually ‘Do you want to die agonizingly or…well, really agonizingly?’ In my world, revenge wasn’t just approved of by my father; it was expected. "
3 " But, as a princess of Hell, I tended to lean toward the more dramatic—I did have a reputation to uphold after all. I threw a knife at my visiting mother’s head. In my defense, it was only a butter knife—unfortunately—and I knew, even before I fired it with deadly intent, it would never make its target—an even bigger shame. "
4 " He’ll let you go when you can comport yourself as a lady.” I snorted. Like that would ever happen. “When Hell freezes over.” At his arched brow, I flushed and amended my statement, “Again. "
5 " Why have you returned?” “I need the child she carries.” Gaia’s statement, boldly spoken, shocked everyone into stillness, and my chance arrived. I sprang, lightning quick, from Auric’s lap and slammed into the bitch’s smaller form. We both hit the floor, hard, and I managed to wrap my hands around her neck and bang her head on the floor a few times before someone yanked me off her. It didn’t stop my mouth from running though. "
6 " Give it to me,” I begged. “Tell me you’re going to be a good girl,” he replied. “Never.” I wouldn’t make a promise I couldn’t keep. “What am I going to do with you?” Auric growled. "
7 " cursed at the fact that, even given my danger, my damned nympho magic perked up at his masculine grin. Somehow, the fact I that found him attractive, even as I knew he was going to attempt to kill me, seemed wrong. I bet he’s got a hard stake, my snide magic murmured in my mind with a lusty chuckle. "
8 " Whatever you are, you smell delicious,” he murmured before his lips found mine. "
9 " Mysterious. Powerful. And playing hard to get. I must say you’re intriguing me more and more. "
10 " Forget a delicious enchantress?” He smiled. Oh, how he smiled and made my girly parts tingle. “Never. We will meet again. And you will crave my embrace.” Before I could say, when Hell freezes over—again—he swirled and a dark mist arose. "