Series: #LovePranks #2
alike in dignity… hit a serious snag in their ongoing prank war last
semester.
and the Dudes of #247 each lost a member to flippin’ Love. (Insert eye-roll
here.)
lovebirds/turncoats now plan to move out of their houses and in with each
other. But true prankster talents like Kitty are few and far between, so the
remaining Blossoms are going to make damn sure there’s no shacking up before
Kitty has the perfect replacement for herself.
Dudes agree on very little, but everyone agrees on this: there can be no more
pranks-turned-lovers between the two arch-fratenemy houses.
agrees.
the door, candy eyes as bright as ever and flawless features drawn up in a
mischievous smile. He’s wearing rabbit ears, but I know better than to ask.
They’re of the kind that are stuck to a hood so that his whole head is covered
in fake grey fur. The ears are long and soft-looking with pink centers. I want
to pet him.
my,” he mimics every Dude ever opening the door for a Blossom. “What have we
here? Picasso come here and see what we have here. It’s the Blossom who wants
to suck you off!”
you shut your face?” I ask sweetly. The last time I was here, I magically
avoided the Pirate Punch. The Dude Den’s most infamous concoction consists of
every type of alcohol available. That and jam. Any jam. Unfortunately, even
though I avoided it, I was still lit by the time I ended up in his room.
here to lick your prick!” K-Pop hollers.
you’re so stupid,” I say. “Where is he?”
never fails in 247: every Dude that’s not the one you ask for will appear in
the doorway. Guns is wearing a Viking helmet. Lucian pokes his head out behind
him with wet hair and a comb sticking straight up from it. “Hey, Blossom.
What’s up?”
to—”
if you don’t shut your trap, I’ll pour all this paint down your throat.” I hold
up the goddamn ochre. “You know what? I’m too busy for this. I’m going to just
leave the paint here and get going.”
wasn’t the deal, I believe.”
my eyes shut and open them slowly at the melodious, too intimate voice. Finding
a pair of stunning grey eyes above me, I straighten and give Picasso the
stare-down he deserves.
anal as you, so sorry for forgetting the exact manner in which I am to return
the ochre. Let’s see.” I pucker my mouth like I’m thinking. I’m not gonna lie
and say I don’t enjoy it when his gaze sinks to watch my lips. “Nope, I’ve got
nothing. Unless you wanted me to pour it right on your precious painting
myself?”
a small snort and hooks his finger for me to follow him. I’m not too chicken to
obey. And up the stairs of the Dude mansion we go… sober.
is an Amazon top 100 bestselling author with an eclectic taste in books. Born
and raised in Norway, Sunniva lived in the United States for 17 years before
returning to the mothership. She currently dwells at the midst of a glittering
Nordic winter, where she sucks inspiration from trolls and barn gnomes and cold
little mermaids popping their heads out of the fjords. Oh, and Spotify. Always
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dabbles in literary romance, romantic comedy, contemporary romance, young adult
fiction, new adult fiction, dark romance, and paranormal. Unlike some authors,
she was not raised by fairies, and unlike others, she’s not also a musician.
But she boasts a ridiculous sense of humor and an obsession with furry mammals,
both evident in the #1 bestseller, the rom-com Love by Pranks. She’s currently
finishing up book 2 in the #LovePranks series, Pranked by Love, which releases
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