Book:    Onyx
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„Hmm." Daemon's gaze flicked up, and a second later, Blake's glass tipped over.
I gasped. Water sloshed over the table, spilling into Blake's lap. He jumped up, letting out a curse. The movement shook the table again. His plate of spicy noodles slid – well, flew – onto the front of Blake's sweater.
My jaw dropped. Holy mountain mama, Daemon had taken my date hostage.
"Jesus," Blake muttered, hands at his sides.
Grabbing napkins, I turned do Daemon. My look promised a vengeful death as I handed Blake the napkins.
"That was really strange," Daemon said, smirking.

( Jennifer L. Armentrout )
[ Onyx ]
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