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The Accidental Werewolf (Accidentally Paranormal #1) The Accidental Werewolf by Dakota Cassidy
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“She was hearing the words. They just weren't registering on her Richter scale of sanity.”
Dakota Cassidy, The Accidental Werewolf
“Jesus Christ in a miniskirt.”
Dakota Cassidy, The Accidental Werewolf
“This was like the Rubik's Cube of life.

One big glob of scattered, multicolored possibilities she had to sort out and line up in the appropriate manner by twisting endless scenario after scenario in her head.

And it sucked.

Big, fat wankers.”
Dakota Cassidy, The Accidental Werewolf
“Do you promise to help me pack up my apartment and get all my stuff? I have a lot of stuff. A lot. Shoes and purses and clothes and nail polish. I have way more purses than you brought and at least a gatrillion dresses. I can't live without them-'

'I promise to haul your shit around.”
Dakota Cassidy, The Accidental Werewolf
“Her mental list of items she’d need from her apartment was growing. There were things a girl just couldn’t live without, so Keegan would have to get them when he retrieved Muffin.
“I need another purse. Can you get me my Prada knockoff? It’s in my closet on the shelf. Pink. It’s pink. I got it from a vendor in Manhattan. Jeez he was a tough negotiator, but it was worth the haggling. It’s soooo cute.”

Keegan sighed, raspy and long. “Okay.”

“Oh! And my nail polish. I have two new bottles in the bathroom under the sink in one of those cute organizer baskets, you know? Like the ones you get at Bed Bath and Beyond? God, I love those. Anyway, I need Retro Red and Winsome Wisteria.”

Another sigh followed, and then a nod of consent.

“My moisturizer. I never go anywhere, not even overnight, without my moisturizer. Not that I ever really go anywhere, but anyway I need it, or my skin will dehydrate and it could just be ugly. Top left side of my medicine cabinet.”

“Er, okay.”

“My shoes. I can’t be without shoes. Let’s see. I need my tennis shoes and my white sandals, because I don’t think there’s much hope for these, wouldn’t you say?” Marty looked up at him and saw impatience written all over his face. “And my laptop. I can’t check on my clients without my laptop, and they need me. Plus, there’s that no-good bitch Linda Fisher. I have to watch that she’s not stealing my accounts. Do you have all of that?”

He gave her that stern look again. The one that made her insides skedaddle around even if it was meant in reproach.

“I’m going too far, huh?”

His smile was crooked. “Just a smidge.”
Dakota Cassidy, The Accidental Werewolf
“At that point, when she'd been staring down the account-whoring, turbo-bitch's face, she wouldn't have much cared if her head spun around and she'd yarked up pea soup at warp speed all over her. At least it would have matched Linda's new color ranking.”
Dakota Cassidy, The Accidental Werewolf
“Werewolf was soooooo in her color wheel.”
Dakota Cassidy, The Accidental Werewolf
“Hoorah, all things lycanthropic.”
Dakota Cassidy, The Accidental Werewolf
“I want you to listen to me carefully. I don't give a shit what the council says. You're here, you're mine, and nothing they say or do will change that. Period.”
Dakota Cassidy, The Accidental Werewolf
“She's a lesbian Marty. Girls, she likes girls and no amount of frosted eye shadow is going to make her want dick.”
Dakota Cassidy, The Accidental Werewolf
tags: humor, nina
“Mantasy”
Dakota Cassidy, The Accidental Werewolf