Book Chomper

“Yeah, because you know what happened to Goldilocks, right?  The big…” He leaned in closer.  “Bad….”  Closer still.  “Bear ate her all up.”  His face once more had that neutral assessing expression he habitually wore, except for his eyes that roiled with heated intent.
“I think.”  Nell swallowed.  “You’re getting your fairy tales mixed up.  I believe it was Goldilocks who ate porridge.”
“Nah, Goldilocks got too sassy.  There was eating… but it definitely wasn’t porridge.”
― Jane Cousins, To Trap A Temptress

“I don’t like to be one to say I told you so.” Perri nudged her sister, as Alia stifled yet another yawn. “But the two of us would have made dreadful nuns.”
― Jane Cousins, The Beast Of Gloomenthrall: A snarky, hot and fun romantasy.

“...I was talking about my performance appraisal form.”
“No we weren’t.”
“Sure, remember last night, I mentioned it, then we got side tracked a little when your guts started falling out.”
“This is the way you badger people to complete the form?  No wonder you’re still an apprentice.”
“Please, what would Hadleigh do without me?”
“Well, if you keep pissing Vaughn and Drum off like you do, I’m guessing it won’t be too much longer before we get to find out.”
― Jane Cousins, To Wrangle A Witch

“That scar you flaunt is beyond hideous. I suggest you wear a scarf or a large necklace at the very least, to provide a distraction from such a glaring flaw.”
“Ah, now your rumoured exceedingly large collection of scarves and enormous necklaces makes sense.”
― Jane Cousins, The Beast Of Gloomenthrall: A snarky, hot and fun romantasy.