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Camp Half Blood III

Asa grins. “Tell me about it. I’m undead and I still can’t do it all. Like get pregnant, lucky me.” She winks playfully.

The promised sorcerer bride-break the fate

Marin smiles softly. “What are your best memories?”

The ultimate goblin king-beware his powers

Cesidia hugs her friend. “We’ll take care of both the prince and the goblins. What would you like us to do?”

Camp Half Blood III

Asa laughs. “I didn’t take you for a naughty goddess. I didn’t need a second voice besides my mother’s scolding me for spending me more time with my sheep than with the village boys. ‘You can’t have sex with a sheep’ she’d say.”

The ultimate goblin king-beware his powers

Cesidia fidgets with her ring, spinning it on her finger. “What is it about my soul that attracts them? The same thing that attracted you?”

Camp Half Blood III

Asa nods. “Well yeah. You have to remember, if I was normal I’d be dead a long time ago. In my lifetime that’s the only way girls survived, through their children. I died before I could have any, but that survival instinct still drives me.”

The ultimate goblin king-beware his powers

Cesidia tilts her head. “Your friends like me a lot don’t they? The imp you sent kept nuzzling me.”

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Jono stumbles back with a soft gasp when the child hugs her neck. She blinks at the offering and frowns. “I can’t take that. Besides I have cooks.” She shrugs with a faint grin. “And don’t worry about that army. We won’t be hearing from them. Ever,” she winks.

Camp Half Blood III

Asa shrugs. “I like a mate but I’m not really much for a relationship. Maybe talk to Khalida or one of the redheads.”

The promised sorcerer bride-break the fate

“But the fairy saw that she was wrong, and made up for it. I find it disheartening how human writers like to antagonize and victimize women, make them weak so a man must swoop in and save them. Perhaps that’s another thing I’m meant to change.”