Margie

“I say we cut a path right down the fucking middle and kill anything that moves,” I growled.
Ristan raised a brow and whistled. “Damn , Flower. That almost made me hard. Shock me with that blood thirsty little inner vixen.”
― Amelia Hutchins, Escaping Destiny

“You stole my car."

"Borrowed it I did, return it I will."

"Okay Yoda, can I have the woman whose body you stole back?”
― Amelia Hutchins, Fighting Destiny

“I'm the fucking Horde King, I don't woo."
"Woo her," Ristan continues.
"I don't woo."
"Woo," he repeats.
"I'm not the kind of man to woo anyone. I can make her scream my name to the rafters, isn't that enough wooing?"
"Woo," Ristan smirks, which only served to irritate me more.
"Woo," I grind out on an exhale.
"Yes, woo," he says, already turning to walk away. I watch his shoulders quake with laughter.
"Woo," I growl.
"Woo!" He says over his shaking shoulders.
"Fuck me," I shake my head.
"No thanks, not my type...”
― Amelia Hutchins, Escaping Destiny

“I was going to fight to keep the elusive Horde King as my own. Every beauty needed a beast, and he was mine.”
― Amelia Hutchins, Escaping Destiny