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“Wildlife mojo?” Copper queried with dry amusement, taking another sip of the excellent champagne.
“Oh, excuse me, Feral Forest Queen, do you have a special name for what you do? Does it have mud anywhere in the title?”
― Jane Cousins, To Goad A Goddess

“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

“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.

“..sometimes it can get a little… rough. Will you stop bouncing up and down like that.”
“You can’t blame a Demon for getting excited. Hurry up and finish the safety briefing so we can get to the fun stuff.”
― Jane Cousins, A Demon Is Forever