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First published July 22, 2019
Birdie Blue was my fucking nightmare and salvation wrapped up into one terrifying package. She’d left her mark on me, branding it into my rusted up broken-down heart.
She was a sorceress. A witch. Some kind of mythical creature sent to destroy me.
I'd been a criminal. A prisoner. A fucking pariah. And even if I hadn't done the things I'd gone to prison for, those years had changed me. I wasn't a good man. I wasn't even a decent man. But I was a man who knew what he wanted, and a man who would do anything to get her back.
"Just tell me you're here," she whispered against me.
"And I think everything will be okay."
Even though she could feel me, and I could feel her, she needed that assurance. I wouldn't deny her. Never again would I deny her.
"I'm right here." My lips settled against her forehead, brething her in.
"I'll always be right here, Birdie."
"My dick was inside you last night, Birdie. Your ass, your pussy, and even that goddamned mouth I want to duct tape all belong to me. Get that through your head. You're owned."
Birdie Blue was my fucking nightmare and salvation wrapped up into one terrifying package. She’d left her mark on me, branding it into my rusted up broken-down heart. …Good or bad, right or wrong, she was the other half of my soul that I’d always known was missing.
For over a year, I’d dissected Birdie’s every move in an effort to understand her. But in the process, she burrowed her way inside my head, contaminating all my thoughts. Now she was in my space. My lungs. On my flesh. I breathed her in, I felt her everywhere. Her scent, her silky skin, her butterscotch hair. She was driving me goddamned crazy and it had only been a day. One motherfucking day.
Gone was the man from the night before who’d fucked me like he wanted to crawl inside my soul and never leave. Today, he was an animal, and his only intent was to take.
"She’d never been treated right. She’d never known love. Her whole life was a desolate landscape of one user after another."
She was too pure for a devil like me. I would corrupt her. Taint her. Ruin her. Depravity was the only way to describe this fixation.
She could never be mine.