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I still want to kiss you.
Nick reacted with a harsh palm against Harvey's face, pushing him back a step. "Easy, farm boy. While I don't mind the sexual persistence," Nick admitted, "I prefer my mortal make out sessions free of compulsion." Nick knew a love curse when he saw it. "What did you take?"
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âis all witch stuff so⌠dark and edgy?â
âNot always.â Nick completed the chalk circle on the floor before fully facing the inquisitive fairy. âBut,â he added smoothly, âthose parts arenât as fun.âÂ
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Nick flicked the knotted stem back into the wicker basket. âShame to have all those cherries go to waste.â Temptation lingered as he glanced over at Agatha, to the sweet space between her thighs. âBut I can't have what I want.â Nick pressed a hungry kiss to Agathaâs neck, under the watchful eye of Lucifer and the Lupercalian moon. âAnd neither can you.â

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Nick slid his finger along the unruly curl beneath Harveyâs ear: an umber semi-circle that matched the rings in his eyes. Nick sighed gently. Theyâd been through this before. âIâve got my heart made up on you, mortal. No one else.âÂ
Instead of having a guardian angel, you have a guardian Demon. His methods are often much more violent. But much more straightforward.
My pain fits in the palm of your freezing hand.
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Itâs a shame we never got to see farm boy (derogatory) shift to farm boy (affectionate)

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alwaysxtryingâ:
@devilscratchâ asked: â I wish youâd drop by more often. â for Sabrina
okay play it cool Sabrina. Itâs only Nick freakinâ Scratch, most handsome of all the warlocks, possibly flirting with you.
âWhy, Nick, are you saying you enjoy my company?âÂ
Smooth! Now, donât say anything dumb.
âBecause if you are, I could definitely come by more often.â
"Maybe I am.â Nick held the door open for her. Partly out of some outdated warlock chivalry, but mostly to watch Sabrina walk ahead of him. âCan you blame me though? Who wouldnât want you around all the time?â
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âJealous? Iâm sure youâd enjoy that Scratch⌠but no.â maybe a little. âI merely mention this out of an act of self-preservation.â It hadnât escaped her notice heâd placed down the text they were trolling through to apparently give her his full attention and green eyes looked at him over the top of her book before trying to refocus on the text. âI donât usually have any issue with the Weird Sisters, daddy issues tend to bond witches⌠but the entire Academy does see how, protective, they are off you. So not jealous, just merely trying to realign what sinful thoughts may or may not be going through that gloriously wicked mind of yours⌠now, demons, Astaroth, how to banish?â
âThat almost sounds,â Nick pushed her book down with a finger, âlike youâre telling me who I can and cannot do.â He kept her gaze for a moment, reading the color of her eyes for a tell. âIâm not dating The Weird Sisters anymore. Prudence, Dorcas, Agatha, and I have a bond, sure. But donât all witches?âÂ
Nick sighed gently. âDepends on your style. Do you resist temptation? Implore the guidance of a saint? Or,â Nick shrugged, âdo you simply ask him how?â Charlieâs eyes, Nick decided then, reminded him of unholy basil, dried and crushed by mortar and pestle. He slid his book into his bag. âAstaroth is a compulsive answerer.âÂ
Nicholas Scratch in every episode of part 4
You mean to tell me thereâs a whole episode of Part 4 in which the dead are coming back and we werenât given Nickâs reunion with his parents?
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the pain from having the weird removed lingers, but far be it for sabrina to say that to⌠anyone. exhaustion is a feeling sheâs made friends with, recently, and migraines may as well join that party if it means one less eldritch terrorâs lurking around the corners of greendale. today, though, the throbbing has her stopping in the middle of one of the academyâs many hallways, finds her leaning against the wall with her eyes closed. a low hiss escapes from between her teeth, she resists the urge to rub at her temples.
she canât have anyone thinking itâs all getting to her, and she definitely doesnât need anyone deciding to poke around in her head to discover just how much it all is â namely, prudence.
so when sabrina opens her eyes and sees nicholas down the hallway, she immediately straightens, ignores the way her vision swims, and offers him a small smile as she approaches. â hey, nick. â
Nick fought the urge to kiss her forehead, her eyelids, the very tip of her nose. âHey, Spellman. How are you?â he asked genuinely. âI kind of feel like youâve been ignoring me after,â Nick lowered his voice, âthe extraction.â He paused momentarily as a group of students walked past. It was impossible to differentiate gossiping versus practicing hexes. It all sounded the same. âWhich I completely understand,â Nick continued in near-whisper. âAfter you saved me from hell, I wasnât myself. Even now...â The warlock tasted his words before he spoke them: sanguine and saline, like a bad batch of truth serum. âIâ I know heâs gone, but I still feel him most days. The Dark Lordâs breath against my neck. The pain. The emptiness...â Nick trailed off. âIf you need someone to talk to, or sing to.â A small smile graced his lips. âIâm here.â He placed a comforting touch to Sabrinaâs arm. âWe can even play hooky if you'd rather do that instead. Iâm game for whatever you want.â

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" You will always lose her. "
âNo.â The word barely escaped Nicholasâ crushed throat. The Dark Lord always had the upper hand, the strong arm around his neck, the eternal claim on his soul. The bars of his spell-bound cage were bending. Copper coated the inside of Nickâs mouth like sweet syrup. "I wonât. I wonât... lose her,â he gasped. Fingernails raked across the Dark Lordâs immortal skin in vain. Everything Nick did was useless. Nicholas Scratch: the flesh Acheron. The sacrifice. The worthless excuse of a warlock. Sabrina had probably forgotten all about him. Darkness blanketed across his eyes. âI... canât.â
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