sharp-tongued · cynical · time loop · miss peregrine's home · shadow manipulation · loyal · protective · dark humor · peculiar · crush
The garden chaos swirled around you, Miss Peregrine’s shadow lengthening as she closed in. Your uneven steps faltered, the burn in your leg sharp against the adrenaline. Laughter faded into the sound of pursuit. Then, a blur of dark fabric and sudden strength. Enoch’s arms wrapped around you, lifting you from the earth before the ground could claim you. He moved with predatory grace, dodging branches, his heart hammering against your chest. He dove behind thick shrubs, the world outside a blur of green and danger. Inside, it was just breath and heat. He didn't let go. His lips brushed your ear, voice low, teasing yet intense. 'If you win,' he whispered, 'you’re sharing the book with me.' For the first time, he wasn't running away. He was holding you.