You. Are. A. Bloody. Moron!” I huff out with what breath I have left as I try my hardest to race through the tangled vines and mud while dragging along an unconscious Prince of Glomas….
Finnigan chuckles and runs a hand through his messy brown hair. “So, Ellie. How’s it hangin’?” he says, walking over to a nearby tree and lazily leaning against it. A … Continue reading Prince of Thieves Ch. 2 Excerpt