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I used to murder people for money, but these days it’s more of a survival technique..
Two students severely injured, you yourself covered in blood, a Reaper on the premises, a Fenrir wolf running around loose somewhere, and extensive p….
The wolf stared down at me, paws still on my chest, its shaggy tail thumping from side tot side and spraying us both with snow. It seemed like...it e….
I eat haughty, arrogant, manipulative, self-important bitches like you for breakfast, sugar. And then I go back for seconds..
You do realize that the cost of that bracelet is within spitting distance of my going rate as an assassin, right?” “You mean your going rate back whe….
Etiquette? What kind of etiquette was there in someone trying to murder me?.
It was better to know what people were really like than put your trust in someone who just wanted to hurt you in the end..
Always take the most unexpected route.
My name is Gin, and I kill people..
It'll be okay, I promise. No matter what I see or feel. You'll still be Logan and I'll still be your Gypsy girl..
This is an Aston Martin, Gin.You don't run over dead bodies in an Aston Matin." "Tell that to James Bond.
Come on, Gypsy girl. I'm bleeding to death here, in case you haven't noticed. At least make it worth my while and kiss me before I die..
Logan Quinn was the kind of guy who could stab me in the eye with a freaking Twizzler..
No matter what happens, I'll always come back to you." "Promise?" I asked in a shaky voice. Logan's eyes burned with icy determination. "Promise..
Oh, Finn isn’t an assassin,” I cut in. “He’s much, much worse. He’s a banker..
And that's when I snapped up my left hand and smashed him in the face with the hammer I'd grabbed..
I know that look. What are you up to, Gwen?" "What makes you think I'm up to something?" The Valkyrie snorted. "You're breathing, aren't you?.
I will destroy you. No matter how long it takes, no matter what it costs me. I won’t sleep, I won’t eat. I won’t do anything but plot your downfall. ….
I didn't know if he really meant talk, make out, or something else completely, but I'd be happy with any of them..
I wouldn't say hate, exactly. You're kind of like fungus, Gwen. After a while, you just start growing on people..
I did not glow with the thrill of battle. Cringe, yes. Glow, no..