Hailey Edwards
Hailey Edwards writes about questionable applications of otherwise perfectly good magic, the transformative power of love, the family you choose for yourself, and blowing stuff up. Not necessarily all at once. That could get messy.
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“Forgive me, Old One." Vaughn stifled a yawn. "Is there a point to this bedtime story?"Rhys picked up the fork from Vaughn's plate and drove it into his brother's thigh. "There. I've made four points for him.”
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“Life after love was possible. I was proof. Loss taught you about yourself, burrowed in the dark parts of your soul and ate you from the inside out.”
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“She snorted. “Talking doesn’t leave my kitchen six inches underwater. Talking doesn’t leave two full-grown demons soaking wet. Unless you were both pretending to be mermaids trying to perfect freshwater communication in my sink, I fail to see how talking had anything to do with whatever you two were up to.”
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