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What if Rumi’s dark side couldn’t be hidden when she was young? As her demonic traits grow, Celine must hide her away from the world, protect her, and the next hunters, from each other.
Zoey and Mira aren’t supposed to talk to the mysterious girl who looks after the shrine, no matter how intriguing she is.
Rumi is just as fascinated by the new hunters. She watches them from afar, unable to interact. It isn’t safe. She isn’t safe.
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Rumi escapes the Underneath and must learn to survive in the human world. There she finds a job selling plants and encounters two delicious looking women, whose souls she only momentarily thinks about eating. Now she just needs to work out how she gets to snuggle them.
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Rio is used to quiet mornings and carefully planned schedules. But when her new roommate Agatha storms into her life with a wicked grin, a chaotic personality, and teasing that won’t quit, Rio realizes her last year of college is about to get a lot more complicated.
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Rumi sighed, unfolding her legs as she rolled over onto her back. “I just feel so…behind,” she said. “I mean, Zoey’s known she was bi since she was a kid. I’m twenty-four…aren’t I supposed to know this by now?”
The brush of fingertips against Rumi’s open palm was featherlight, but it was enough. Against her better judgement, Rumi turned her head to look up at Mira. Behind her glasses, Mira’s eyes were bright, and Rumi could not help but sit up to meet them properly. Something fluttered inside Rumi’s chest, sending a hot ripple down Rumi’s Patterns. But this wasn’t new, no, this just what it’s like to be around Mira. It always had been.
It always had been.
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“Hey, babe. Been looking everywhere for you.”
The voice was low, honeyed, warm in all the right places. It fell over Rumi in a way the man’s voice hadn’t, settling into her bones and gnawing faintly, already leaving impressions on her marrow.
And yet another touch, this one lighter, a palm splayed across the small of her back, a second body pressing into hers from behind.
“Yeah, we thought we lost you for a sec there.” This voice, a little higher, but no less deadly.
Not one, but two strangers.
“Can’t you see you’re interrupting something?” the guy snapped at them.
“Can’t you see,” the first voice mocked, “she’s not yours?”
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Two women step in when a guy gets pushy with Rumi at a bar. What happens after is meant to be a one-night stand, nothing more.
But rarely do things turn out exactly the way they're meant to.