Rubeen Virk’s Reviews > Capturing the Devil > Status Update

So i was giggling and i started to cry for about 11 chapters so uhm HEY KERRI SHTAWP THAT LET MY BABIES BE HAPPY AND IN LOVE

“Thomas wouldn’t mind if I showed up to the church in my laboratory apron, saw sawdust clinging to my hems, scalpel in hand. In fact, the rogue might prefer it. He truly loved me for me.”

Emotions are high at 12:35 a.m.

"Perhaps our friend here might prefer to have her hair up and out of the way for post-wedding activities. . . They'll be married soon enough. I imagine they'll do more than hold hands in bed. The way they look at each other when they THINK no one is looking could impregnate her on the spot. Now, THAT'S downright indecent, especially over the soup course."
FUCKING LOVE DACIANA CRESSWELL.

"He knew long before that boy ever walked into that laboratory that the two of you had the potential to change the world together. Know this---he took Thomas on as an apprentice because he is and always has been the Wadsworth who believed love could bridge the barrier between life and death. If you think me a romantic old fool, my brother is twice as much on both counts."
AND I LOVE UNCLE JONATHAN WADSWORTH EVEN MORE

"He's unique. Unique enough to keep you looking this happy for the rest of your lives, I'm sure."

I LOVE EDMUND WADSWORTH OML

"I want to share a name with. Thomas doesn't quite suit me, although you'd make a lovely Audrey Rose."
"I would take your name, if you wanted to keep it."
"Which is precisely the reason why I'm happy to become a Cresswell. . . You, too, Sir Isaac. . . I'm sure I can rustle up a rather dapper ribbon for you."
Lord help me, but the car seemed to perk up at the thought. It was a Cresswell through and through.
AHHHHHHH

"Then Sir Isaac hops into your lap, circles once, twice, possibly thrice before curling into a ball of warmth and fluff. Tell me having a cat's affection and a good book doesn't sound like an ideal evening."
"Is that really all you'd like me to picture? If that's an ideal evening, then how, exactly, do YOU fit in?"
"You'd be scantily clad in MY lap; Sir Isaac would be in yours. What? It's my fantasy for our future!"

"Do you expect me to turn my back on this face? Look at the cunning in his eyes. Are you denying me my one true birthday wish?"
"I thought the gift of my presence was your one true wish."
"Imagine, coming home from a long day's work, tossing your blood-splattered apron off, grabbing a warm mug of tea."
PART 3 OF THOMAS CONVINCING AUDREY ROSE TO ADOPT SIR ISAAC