“You heard the First Angel.” His hand brushed across my forehead, his touch remarkably tender for someone who had me pinned down. “She officially ordered me to finish cuddling first.” “I wouldn’t call that an order so much as permission,”… — Ella Summers Copy Share Image
“The extremist mind obliterates rational thought on contact. Logic is the biggest threat to their hatred.” — Ella Summers Copy Share Image
“You heard the First Angel.” His hand brushed across my forehead, his touch remarkably tender for someone who had me pinned down. “She officially… — Ella Summers Copy Share Image
“No. N-O. It might be an unfamiliar word to you, so look it up. It comes after M--and right before I go get my… — Ella Summers Copy Share Image
“If I get a cake, what am I going to do with it? Put it in a glass case up on a pedestal and… — Ella Summers Copy Share Image
