“Hand me a picnic basket and call me Red Riding Hood. After all I was about to go meet the big bad wolf. -Sophie” — Micalea Smeltzer Copy Share Image
“You should spend less time worrying about messing everything up and spend it living in the moment instead, because every minute we spend together… — Micalea Smeltzer Copy Share Image
“I hugged my mom. “Is it supposed to hurt this much, mommy?” I asked. “My sweet Sloane,” she said. “True love hurts the worst.”… — Micalea Smeltzer Copy Share Image
“But I’m pretty sure he could say potato right now and I’d think that was hot too, so my opinion is a little cloudy.” — Micalea Smeltzer Copy Share Image
“Looks like I’ve found myself a handy man,” I smiled. “Oh yeah,” he grinned, “I’m as handy as they come.” “I can see it… — Micalea Smeltzer Copy Share Image
“Jonathon Matthew Pulmer you are not the boss of me. Now go prance your butt into your car and stop acting like King Henry… — Micalea Smeltzer Copy Share Image
“I closed my mouth in order to cut off the high-pitched keening escaping my lips. Who knew a wolf could scream like a jungle… — Micalea Smeltzer Copy Share Image
“And who exactly is supposed to eat all of that?" I asked Jonathon telepathically. "Don’t worry we’ll put on a show like we’re eating.… — Micalea Smeltzer Copy Share Image
“He pulled away from me and held his hands in the air like he was weighing something. “Keep Sophie safe or let Sophie die.… — Micalea Smeltzer Copy Share Image
“His dimple appeared. “I can’t help it. I’m part wolf. I have four stomachs.” “That’s cows, you idiot,” I said with a laugh. He… — Micalea Smeltzer Copy Share Image
“To resist the urge to kick my grandma I grabbed a roll, ripped it in half, and proceeded to slather it with butter.” — Micalea Smeltzer Copy Share Image
“do,” he laughed humorlessly. His eyes were vibrant and there was no slur to his words. For once, he wasn’t drunk or high on… — Micalea Smeltzer Copy Share Image
“She feels like she betrayed her sister. We all do. Please, Kylie, forgive us? I was told to get down on my knees and… — Micalea Smeltzer Copy Share Image
