Rain (Into the Storm, #1)

by A.L. Woods

“Dominic doesn’t have friends with tits,” I spat, burning a hole into her cranium with my eyes. “He has whores.”

“She’s my fuck buddy who didn’t read the fine print.” And there was his preferred title for me.

God, how long had I loved him for?

In that right, he wasn’t Hades at all. At least Hades had held love in his heart for Persephone. He tried to show her. He erected a throne for her, had treated her as his equal, had understood her needs and created a place for her in his world where she would be happy.

“I told you, you’ll never be able to outrun me. I’ll hunt you down.”

You don’t need to know me to know that you want to fuck me.

“Are you scared?” he asked, falling quiet for a beat of a second, as though waiting for me to respond. “’Cause I am, too. I’m afraid of what I’m going to do when I finally get my hands on you after all this time, Allie.”

“Sometimes, I think I hate you, Allegra. You made me want to be someone and something I’m not—good.”