She stole her way into my cold, serpent heart like a thief in the night. The tiny human hires me to shield her from the vengeance of a powerful organization. There’s nothing wrong with that, except she…
Note to self: never cast a spell you find on the internet. Most people cry when they’re left at the altar. Me? I cast a spell to find the perfect man. But when a very bare and uh…impressive…incubus app…
