'The demon cried, waving its furry arms above his head like a demented orangutan.
The guy behind the counter had been seriously adorable. Model-level cute. She had mentioned that, and Allan, her then boyfriend, hadn't taken it well. That's when she'd learned that male egos and fruit had a lot in common: Both bruised easily.
I can't face losin' ya, Riley. Yer all I got left in this world.” That brutal honesty again. He'd peeled away more armor, and this time he'd exposed his heart.
Ya called Fargo yet?” “No, I’ve been too busy trying to destroy the Guild and corrupt Simon’s soul. Being evil is a full-time job.
You can't carry the world on yer shoulders, broad as they are.
Girl? He pressed. The name is Riley, she shot back. Learn it. Use it!
reading is the soul's salvation
For they both were solitary, She on earth and he is heaven. And he wooed her with caressed, Wooed her with his smile of sunshine -Song of Hiawatha, Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
Everyone has a breaking point, Riley. He hit his long time ago. But you didn't. He smiled and sqeezed her hand.'Because of you.' Weaving his arm around her waist, they walked up the stairs in tandem. - Riley Blackthorne and Paul Blackthorne
Here I am with a seriously hunky guy and I'm covered in demon pee. Why does the universe hate me?
The End is Nigh!" the man shouted. "Is there still time for hot chocolate?" Riley asked. The-End-is-Nigh guy blinked. "Ah, maybe, I don’t know.
Adults always acted like they could fix everything. But they can't. And they know it.
Riley. How bad has it been?" "Just fabulous. The demonic kitten really made my night.
My name is Mortimer Alexander and I am a licensed summoner." "Darn. I'd hoped you were the pizza delivery guy.
That's Denver Beck, isn't it? Paul mentioned him. What's he like?" Ori asked. "Oh, where do I start? Beck's mouthy and he lives to tell me what to do." In short, he's so not you. "Why do you want to know?" A glimmer appeared in Ori's dark eyes. "Just scoping out the competition.
That was a kiss for the record books.
It was the kiss of a man who had waited years for the moment, and feared that it would never come again.
I thought he worked for Heaven.' I thought I was in love.
I could stay here forever." "But you won't." "Maybe I will.
Accept that I enjoy being with you. Accept that when I'm with you I see Heaven in your eyes.
I learned that the Holy Water better be fresh, that I need practice throwing the spheres, and that someone has to watch my back so asshats don't steal my demons.
What about Beck?" "Backwoods Boy? Are you crazy? It'd be a threesome - me, him and his overbearing ego. Definitely doomed to failure.
What would you pack for Armageddon? Sunscreen and shades? Flame-proof underwear? Maybe a travel guide to the Underworld?
I love you Denver Beck," she whispered. "I have for a long time." Then she stepped back. "Now it's your turn to decide if you love me.
Can you dance?" she asked before she could stop herself. "I can," he said, affronted. "I'm really good with the slow songs.
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