God of Fury (Legacy of Gods, #5)

by Rina Kent

Am I too obsessed? I don’t think I am. This is pretty much a good amount, in my humble opinion.

Society’s perception of normal is a learned concept. It’s an opinion that was passed down through generations until it eventually became a tradition. It’s rooted in people’s minds because it’s been taught for a long time, but fundamentally, it’s just an opinion. It means nothing just because people conform to it. You being different is fucking fantastic, son.

‘You better use protection and not make me a grandfather when I’m this young, motherfucker. I mean it.’

Dear fucking God, I know you’re out there somewhere and I beg you, take this arsehole and give my son a normal lover. Just once, I want fucking normal.

First I get a psycho son. Okay, fine. Love that. Best challenge of my life and pretty sure I passed it. I didn’t need to have my daughter with a psycho boyfriend. And now, it’s the psycho’s psycho fucking cousin. What the fuck have I done to deserve that? Was I a mass murderer in a past life or something?

This one looks like he was chewed up in a tattoo gun, broke the fucking thing, and got spit right out.

Since when do you judge a book by its cover?” “Since it walks into my house and steals my son.”