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“If I ate like you did, then we’d both be sick later and then who would rub your belly and baby you while you loudly yelled at me for letting you eat so much?” Mal asked, raising his brows, daring Nico to deny it.”
― Onley James, Barbarian

“Fucking UK weather, am I right?” I shout.”
― Rina Kent, God of Fury

“Gaz?” I ask, walking toward them. Sure enough, my cousin looks up, his fist clenched in the other man’s shirt. An older man—at least early to mid-thirties—who’s dressed in a white button-up shirt, black slacks, and leather shoes. His dark hair is slicked back and his expression is solemn.”
― Rina Kent, God of Fury

“Let me search for the fucks I have to give.” I pretend to check my pockets and then produce two middle fingers. “Oh, here you go.”
― Rina Kent, God of Fury