He obviously didn't get what I was gonna to so I did it. I turned my hand to fire and burt him. "You should really learn to read emotions." I said laughing.
All you need is faith, trust, and a little bit of pixie-dust!
I smiled and looked at everyone around us. "Carry on." I said. They all turned back exept for this one guy that winked at me. I threw a fireball at him and he turned away. I looked at Jace, "I told you I like doing that." I laughed.
All you need is faith, trust, and a little bit of pixie-dust!
"Rayah," Jace sets a hand on her wrist. "It's just... I don't hurt you, do I? I know it's fun for you but it's not for me. Go burn someone else." He gets an idea of how to cheer her up. "Or...you can kiss it better." He whispers.
I'm never what I like I'm double sided And I just can't hide I kind of like it When I make you cry 'Cause I'm twisted up, twisted up Inside
The simple truth is that authors like making people squirm. If this weren't the case, all novels would be filled completely with cute bunnies having birthday parties. — Brandon Sanderson, Alcatraz Versus the Evil Librarians