“The fact that I can see your pulse poundin’ in your throat, love,” he purred, and leaned down to give me a kiss. At the last moment, he jerked his head back and licked my nose instead before hopping backwards out of arm’s reach.
To be read after this post: https://www.allinthepantheon.com/running-with-the-pack-part-ii/ “If you’ll just sign here, here, and here, Lady Night, and we’ll be all set.” My mortal lawyer and the real estate agents sat around me in my […]
The sober-ish one was screaming, trying to reload his gun, dropping bullets in his fear, and the pungent scent of his terror was thick on the air. He managed to get one shot off, which was a mistake. The bullet didn’t even slow Seamus down – but it did piss the rest of them off. […]