door.
I only gave him a small amount in the morning. Like I said, he's a very small Chihuahua.
Al didn't appear upset or overly tired this morning. I took that as a positive sign. But he hadn't appeared upset before I found him watching graphic wolf shows either. Maybe we needed to have another talk?
"And in other news, Charles Clayton, best-selling author of The Defense self-help series will be touring southeastern Idaho as part of his National book tour."
I glared at the television. Or maybe I just needed to have a chat with my secretary.
****
Al and I got to work before Désirée Norma-Sue, my redneck fairy secretary. She's not a great believer in arriving on time. At all.
I'm not a great believer in asking someone to change. We all are who we are. And fairies have never been known for their timeliness.
I think it's the sparkles. And glitter.
Fairies make their own, of course, but have you noticed how prevalent glitter and sparkly things are in today's society? It's on everything. Balls. Cards. Clothing. Cupcakes.
It's everywhere. And fairies can't resist it.
They have to explore and check it out.
It takes them twice as long to get anywhere.
I don't have a problem with it. Like I said, I don't believe in asking someone to change. Besides I love sparkles and glitter.
I dispersed my protection spell and unlocked the front door to Love Required , my matchmaking business.
I service both the human and the HC community.
I'm a total romantic and I believe strongly in the power of love despite being cursed to Fail in Love myself.
Ironic, huh?
It used to make me want to cackle. My way of saying, “I spit in the face of thee to the curse.”
Mwah, mwah, mwah.
Now it just makes me spitting mad.
I'm a cursed to Fail in Love witch in love with the King of Demons who is tied to hell by his sin and will eventually have to leave me and break my heart into a million, gazillion pieces.
Next time you think you have it bad, just think of me. You'll feel better.
In the past, at this point, I'd usually think how much worse can it get?
But I've learned a few things: 1) My trials have made me stronger. I've got some backbone to me now. 2) I've found solutions to some very serious problems lately which means hope is not lost. Hiding perhaps, but not entirely lost. 3) Anytime you ask a question like that, it's a given you are not going to like the answer. So just don't ask.
My front door opened into a small reception area complete with a desk for whenever Désirée Norma-Sue showed up and two scarlet upholstered chairs.
Until Désirée arrived, and after-hours, I used my answering machine. It was an older model and somewhat large. Désirée had covered it in adhesive jewels shortly after I'd hired her. Now, when I wanted to listen to any messages, I hit the large, square pink rhinestone. The blue one deleted them.
I still wasn't sure what the green one did. Or the purple one. The jewels covered up all the instructions on my answering machine.
The red light was blinking, but I decided to ignore it for the moment. I'd arrived a little early. I'd been getting to work early for the past couple of weeks so I could do some research on Morgause and Ash's sin. I truly have been working on both of our issues. I just haven't had any luck. There is a ridiculous amount of information online. Sifting through it all takes time.
Two offices branched out from my reception area. One for the humans and one for the HC. They were both painted a lovely Cabernet and held a desk and two wing chairs.
In the human only office, I'd hung pictures of the human couples I'd matched.
On the walls in the HC office, I had black and white pictures of werewolves, gargoyles and gryphons taken by my aunt as well as my coven's symbol painted in a rich, shimmery gold. The symbol for our coven is the True Lover's knot. I know. I know. The total irony, right?
Mwah, mwah, mwah.
I cackle in the face of thee as well.
The wing chairs in both offices are
I only gave him a small amount in the morning. Like I said, he's a very small Chihuahua.
Al didn't appear upset or overly tired this morning. I took that as a positive sign. But he hadn't appeared upset before I found him watching graphic wolf shows either. Maybe we needed to have another talk?
"And in other news, Charles Clayton, best-selling author of The Defense self-help series will be touring southeastern Idaho as part of his National book tour."
I glared at the television. Or maybe I just needed to have a chat with my secretary.
****
Al and I got to work before Désirée Norma-Sue, my redneck fairy secretary. She's not a great believer in arriving on time. At all.
I'm not a great believer in asking someone to change. We all are who we are. And fairies have never been known for their timeliness.
I think it's the sparkles. And glitter.
Fairies make their own, of course, but have you noticed how prevalent glitter and sparkly things are in today's society? It's on everything. Balls. Cards. Clothing. Cupcakes.
It's everywhere. And fairies can't resist it.
They have to explore and check it out.
It takes them twice as long to get anywhere.
I don't have a problem with it. Like I said, I don't believe in asking someone to change. Besides I love sparkles and glitter.
I dispersed my protection spell and unlocked the front door to Love Required , my matchmaking business.
I service both the human and the HC community.
I'm a total romantic and I believe strongly in the power of love despite being cursed to Fail in Love myself.
Ironic, huh?
It used to make me want to cackle. My way of saying, “I spit in the face of thee to the curse.”
Mwah, mwah, mwah.
Now it just makes me spitting mad.
I'm a cursed to Fail in Love witch in love with the King of Demons who is tied to hell by his sin and will eventually have to leave me and break my heart into a million, gazillion pieces.
Next time you think you have it bad, just think of me. You'll feel better.
In the past, at this point, I'd usually think how much worse can it get?
But I've learned a few things: 1) My trials have made me stronger. I've got some backbone to me now. 2) I've found solutions to some very serious problems lately which means hope is not lost. Hiding perhaps, but not entirely lost. 3) Anytime you ask a question like that, it's a given you are not going to like the answer. So just don't ask.
My front door opened into a small reception area complete with a desk for whenever Désirée Norma-Sue showed up and two scarlet upholstered chairs.
Until Désirée arrived, and after-hours, I used my answering machine. It was an older model and somewhat large. Désirée had covered it in adhesive jewels shortly after I'd hired her. Now, when I wanted to listen to any messages, I hit the large, square pink rhinestone. The blue one deleted them.
I still wasn't sure what the green one did. Or the purple one. The jewels covered up all the instructions on my answering machine.
The red light was blinking, but I decided to ignore it for the moment. I'd arrived a little early. I'd been getting to work early for the past couple of weeks so I could do some research on Morgause and Ash's sin. I truly have been working on both of our issues. I just haven't had any luck. There is a ridiculous amount of information online. Sifting through it all takes time.
Two offices branched out from my reception area. One for the humans and one for the HC. They were both painted a lovely Cabernet and held a desk and two wing chairs.
In the human only office, I'd hung pictures of the human couples I'd matched.
On the walls in the HC office, I had black and white pictures of werewolves, gargoyles and gryphons taken by my aunt as well as my coven's symbol painted in a rich, shimmery gold. The symbol for our coven is the True Lover's knot. I know. I know. The total irony, right?
Mwah, mwah, mwah.
I cackle in the face of thee as well.
The wing chairs in both offices are
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