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I’ll protect her from the ghosts of her past, and I’ll protect her from danger, even if that danger is herself.
She looks like an angel. A dark angel. A fallen angel. An avenging angel. My angel.
Just as I think he’s about to chastise me, his lips crash onto mine in a punishing kiss.
I used to think Seraphine was an avenging angel, but she’s a beautiful little devil sent to tempt me into the depths of depravity. And I’ll follow her into all seven circles of hell.
She’s burrowed so deeply under my skin that I may as well be her puppet.
Seraphine is my drug and I’m ready to overdose.
My mind is as still as the night’s sky, its darkness lit up by twinkling stars.
His words wrap my broken pieces in a cocoon of safety and love.
This thing between us feels real. So heartwarmingly real. So heartbreakingly real.
Men will say anything to get what they want, even if that’s something as simple as adulation. They can be perfectly protective and loving until they’re not. But I can hope. I can dream. Can’t I?
Maybe I’m drunk on adrenaline and desire, but she looks truly celestial.
I can’t stop thinking about how she sliced Billy Blue’s severed penis like it was salami.
“Your touch is all I need to erase my past.”
I’ve never met a woman I find so completely captivating, and I never will again. You’re it, Seraphine. It doesn’t get more perfect than you.”
I want to raise every man who ever hurt her from the dead so she can destroy them one by one. I want to help her reclaim her power. I want to protect her from the evils of the world. But all I can do for now is hold her close and never let her go.
If he stops, I might just bite through his jugular.
Only Seraphine could combine handjobs with horror.
This handjob from hell has gone too far.
Would you like that, my fallen angel?”
my filthy little angel.”
Her voice is a siren’s song, and I’m entranced.
I never knew Seraphine could be this passionate about something other than murder and torture.
Everything I have endured was to prepare me for Seraphine.
Leroi is my lover.
She’s no longer the innocent girl I thought she was, but a woman whose darkness surpasses mine.
“Stay with me?” She tugs at my arm. “That was the plan.”
Seraphine’s story is a complicated tangle of secrets, betrayals, and violence.
With the help of my pliers, I nail his penis to his thigh,
Maybe presenting her with his severed head will ease the blow? Perhaps.
I would kill every motherfucker a hundred times if it meant keeping Seraphine safe. She is everything.
“I’ve killed two of the most important people in my life for you. For your protection,” he says through gritted teeth. “Isn’t it obvious, Seraphine?” I shake my head. “No.” “Because I love you,” he adds. The words hit like a punch to the throat, and I gasp for breath.
I don’t want Leroi dead. Who would I cuddle up to if he dies? Who would supply me with chocolate fountains and mind-blowing orgasms? Who would make me breakfast and chase away my nightmares?
Seraphine is a siren and I would let her lure me to a watery death.
I didn’t just get a happy ending with my knight in black armor. I get to create happy endings for those who need it most.

