Will Harrison
Will Harrison
home eye light
Welcome home, Rachel mariana Morgan, he said, his goat-slitted eyes holding a new, dangerous light. It's a pleasure to finally meet you.
uncles sorry couple
Face it, you stupid little cookie maker,” Jenks said, almost sounding fond, “in the last couple of days you’ve seen what it’s like to be in a family, with all the touchy tempers and irritation that goes on. Now you get to see the other side, where we do stupid stuff for each other just because we like you. Rache is the little sister. Ivy’s the big sister. I’m the uncle from out of state, and you’re the rich nephew no one likes but we put up with you anyway because we feel sorry for you. Just let me help, huh? It won’t kill you.
gone innocent
We were innocent once. How could it have gone so bad?
men masters
I'd never seen a man who could outshop me, but Jenks was a master.
important breaking-rules
Breaking rules isn't bad when what you're doing is more important than the rule itself
people long say-anything
Maybe if I didn't say anything about what happened, we could get back to the way we were. Ignoring a problem was a perfectly acceptable way to deal with it, as long as both people agree never to bring it up again.
nouns adjectives verbs
I do so like all-encompassing words. Verb, adjective, noun. Yes, you are shitted.
thinking clicks heels
You just click your heels and think there's no place like being pwned.
rose cry angry
Rose to Rachel: You cry you get angry then you do something about it.
strong heart thinking
Shouts of dismay rose as the red flesh splattered against the table. It was only a tomato, but one would think I was pulping a decaying heart by the noise the big, strong FIB officers were making.
afraid-to-love easy difficult
I meant I’m not afraid of love being difficult. If it was easy, then everyone would find it.
hurt alive got-your-back
I’ve got your back. Nothing alive will ever hurt you if I have breath in me. And nothing dead will hurt you if I don’t.” (Kisten)
boys hair auburn
Her elf is going to do just that,” he said, the red glow of the ever-after sun turning his hair auburn, almost as red as mine. “I did not work this hard at getting her to accept who she is to let you take your spoiled brat of a little-boy temper tantrum out on her. She stays on my side of the lines.
kings ignorance cat
Knowledge is Power. Ignorance is Bliss. But curiosity—even if it had killed the cat—is king.