Court

My mate does an impressive flip in the air and then lands in a power crouch that would give Black Widow a run for her money. I grin. Show-off

I shiver a little and move closer to Hudson. And yes, I know it’s ridiculous to hide behind my boyfriend when I’m a bad-bitch gargoyle demigod who can take on whatever comes my way, but I’m becoming more and more afraid that we’re in a pit of snakes. And I really, really hate snakes

What if you have terrible pitch?” he asks.
“You’d love me anyway,” I reply, and his smile overtakes his whole face.
“I would,” he says. “Doesn’t mean I’d karaoke with you, though.”
“Hey!” I poke him, laughing.
But Remy says, “I’ll sing with you, cher,” and Hudson tosses him a death glare—which makes us all break out into more laughter

We’ve had our issues lately, but that doesn’t mean he doesn’t believe in me. He’s never doubted me, not once, and there’s no way I’m going to let him down now

I don’t really care if you believe me or not. Do you want to know why? Because I am your goddamn queen, and you will do as I command. Now, fortify!”

no more. I am done proving myself to everyone. Yes, I’ve made mistakes. Yes, I’ll make more mistakes. But I’ve gotten a hell of a lot of things right, too

Grace Foster, you are a total badass.”

We explode like the sun, burn like a supernova, and as he takes me over one more time, all I can think is that the physicists are right.
We really are made of stardust.

“Mass times acceleration equals force—meaning even the smallest things can pack a massive punch if they’re moving fast enough. Physics is a thing.”

You’re my mate, and I want to always be there for you, so I researched ways to help ease panic attacks.