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So we now have Howling for Hennig in hand and it's even more amazing than we could've ever imagined. Here's a sneak peek at the book, we'll post some higher quality photos soon! 

Thanks again for all of your amazing submissions, we couldn't have made Howling for Hennig happen without you.

OMG YOU TOO, THANK GOD. I was like "how.. do they convert height to inches?? idk understand" and was all "i think this is right????" but idk but anyway HEY you're 2cm taller than me ruuuude :P

It's their stupid fucking system that nobody else uses, they can damn well put it into a calculator themselves^^

12. Writer and editor AU

"How far along are you?"

Cora looked across the room to where Lydia was watching her expectantly. Her hair was tied up again. She alternated between nervously putting it in a ponytail and then letting it loose when she was nervous, something she had done about thirty times in the past hour, which wasn’t surprising because she was constantly reminding her girlfriend that ‘The sequel has to be perfect, Cora. My editor’s counting on me.’

She was her editor, but she wasn’t about to remind Lydia that.

“I’m just at the part where Cara tells Lyla to stay away from Alex.” Cora raised her eyebrows at the redhead “I get that these books are based around are lives, but you couldn’t even get a little bit more creative with our names?”

“Read it out loud,” Lydia instructed, ignoring the last comment.

Cora sighed and skimmed down the page. “‘I don’t even understand what you see in Alex,’ Cara said, ‘You’re beautiful, witty, incredibly intelligent for you age—’ we’re going to have to trim the self-indulgence in the final copy, obviously…”

“Keep reading!”

“‘What do I have to do to keep you away from him?’ Lyla smiled at Cara, a dazzling ray of sunshine that made the werewolf wonder how it had taken her so long to realize her true feelings for the other girl—’ I actually didn’t fall in love with you until we took the twins to Deaton…”

Lydia glared at her, almost growling in response. “I am going to break up with you unless you finish the sentence.

Cora grinned and continued reading as Lydia reached for something in her pocket. Her hair was once again down, so it was a safe bet to say she was looking for an elastic to tie it up again.

“‘You could always marry me,’ Lyla suggested,’” Cora stopped and put her face in her hands, “Lydia, I love you, but if you don’t write this proposal out you are going to be ridiculed by everyone who picks up this book.”

She looked up as Lydia sat down in her lap, a small black box in her hands. Cora almost laughed at the ridiculous of it, but held herself back as Lydia opened the box to reveal an engagement ring.

"Cara accepts, you know," she informed her.

Cora let herself laugh this time, kissing her fiancee on the cheek.

LINDSAY ELLIS OMG SHE IS SO GREAT

idk the old-school method and the struggling and coffee shops is kinda romanticising it for me :P