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1 " Do you know who I am, little girl?” roared Lucifer, smoke drifting from his ears, his complexion turning from tanned to beet red—never a good sign. “A pain in my ass who has messed up my morning,” she shouted back with a lack of fear Mictain found entertaining even as he prepared to protect her from Lucifer’s wrath. “I was planning on having some great wake up sex. Instead, you show up, without even a coffee, and piss me off. "
― Eve Langlais , Welcome to Hell (Welcome to Hell, #1-2.5)
2 " Then he shook her. “What the fuck were you doing? Since when are you suicidal? Things aren’t that bad, dammit.” “Hi,” she said, and then she grinned impishly him. “Thanks for answering my call.” “What?” He stared at her with incomprehension for a moment before understanding dawned. “You mean you faked a suicide attempt just to get me back here? "
3 " See, she’s proving to be an asset already,” Lucifer exclaimed, rubbing his hands together. “I knew I was making the right choice pairing you up.” “You’re both insane,” he muttered. “Thank you,” they replied in chorus. And despite himself, Xaphan’s lips almost twitched a smile in response. He clamped his mouth tight. I don’t smile. Even for cute psychopaths. "
4 " father is.” Marigold wanted to scream in frustration. When I find out who that deadbeat is, I’m gonna blister his ears until he goes deaf, and kick him in the shin for messing up my sex-life. And punish him for the damage to her face because somehow, she doubted the menacing demons would treat her gently. "
5 " If she dies…” “Um, hello? Grim reaper her. I’ll just refuse to collect her soul.” Lucifer snorted. “That’s a dumb answer even for you. Good thing we’re friends or I’d punish you for it. As for taking her back to your place, I’ll give you both a ride, but don’t say I didn’t warn you.” What was the worst this so-called father could do? "
6 " She peered down and rotated her hips, trying to look behind her. “What about me? Is it the shorts? Did I not trim enough off? I skipped the underwear so I wouldn’t have any lines. It’s the bra, isn’t it? I went for support so I wouldn’t jiggle when I ran, but you’re right. It’s got to go.” And it did. A shimmy, a wink and a wiggle later, a black lace confection went whipping towards his face. He caught it, stunned. “You’re completely and utterly psycho. "
