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“It’s not my fault keys abandon me. I put them in a specific spot, so I’ll know where they are for later—and I swear to God, they sprout legs and run away. Slippery, little Houdini bastards.”
― Emma Chase, Royally Endowed

“Do we still hang people?” Henry asks, philosophically. When he doesn’t get an answer, he adds, “If not, I’m bringing hanging back.”
So that’s what Justin Timberlake would sound like if he were a serial killer.”
― Emma Chase, Royally Endowed

“Happy endings are for all of us.”
― Emma Chase, Royally Endowed

“Ellie . . .,” I point towards the palace. “Go to your room.”
Pathetic.
Her eyes sparkle. “Do you want to come with me?”
Hell, yes.
“I don’t.”
Her blue gaze gentles, gliding over my face, before turning to stare out the front window with a sigh. Then, by some miracle, Ellie steps out of the car.
But before closing the door she leaves me with one giddy parting reply.
“That’s a lie too.”
― Emma Chase, Royally Endowed