They’re the only one who can make fun of their last name. THE ONLY ONE.
Tag: supernatural fiction
Awkward Flirtations & Virgin Blood
The freshman works part-time at a Thanks A Latte Café branch in New Orleans. While he’s pretty good, he doesn’t plan on being a barista for ever.
A special chapter from the POV of a special pterippos.
2. Fiona and Mortimer are old friends; the frolicks of southeastern Canada and northeastern United States are known for gathering regularly. This makes Melusine jealous, but she hasn’t told Fiona about her feelings yet.
“What’s the matter?” asked Mercedes, Rocío’s mom. Her hair was dyed black, but her roots were flaxen blonde. She was already seated at the kitchen table by the time I trudged out of the bedroom. “You look tired. Didn’t you get any sleep?”
I shrugged as I entered the kitchen. “I’ve just been having weird dreams.”
“She tosses and turns and mumbles in her sleep every night, Ma,” Rocío revealed, throwing me under the bus. I threw her a scowl, which she ignored.
He works part-time as a barista, and he’s become very popular on mortal social media for his handsome hipster looks. The Thanks A Latte Café, where he works, is a hangout chain for non-humans in the mortal realm, but humans do tend to wander in so glamours are required.
Jude was attacked by a wolf once when he was very young, and developed a fear of most animals shortly after. He thinks there is some truth to the Babylonian belief that cats escort the dead to the underworld, while there has been no evidence to support this.
Poetry makes her brain hurt, and riddles make her throw things. Hard.
He changes his appearance fairly often, though not enough to completely alter his appearance. He mainly changes his hair color and adds tattoos to his body, while only occasionally changing his eye color.