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November 29 - December 2, 2024
“You feel that, Bianca? That’s how I feel when other people get to look at what’s mine and get hard for what’s mine. I can’t fucking breathe.”
“But he’s never going to fucking look at you again.” Is that because Klaus is going to kill me? My consciousness
Get your affairs in order and drink plenty of water, Snowflake. Christmas Eve, you’re mine. Klaus
He fucking choked you out and drugged you, Bianca. This is not romantic.
I repeatedly drift back to green eyes, deep red hair, and a pussy-shattering cock.
There’s no way I could tell my mom I decided to spend the holiday with my stalker. She’d have me locked up.
There’s a camera if they want to see how I got fucked eight ways to Christmas,
“I have a dark sense of humor, Snowflake, and I told you I would punish you.”
“I thought you were going to spank me or something, not choke me and fuck me over a corpse.”
When he stomps back over to me, I roll my window down. An oversized hand reaches through, grabs my hair, and tips my head up. The other hand slides his mask just far enough to expose his full lips, and then they’re on mine.
The lights zip on with a slight electric hum. The colorful glow reflects off my pale skin, making me red, green, blue, and orange all over.
glowing like a Christmas tree waiting to get stuffed like a stocking.
No wonder I caught you so quick last night, baby. You’re out of shape.”
Klaus is chaos, and I’m only starting to understand how deeply that runs and how turned on he is by his own destruction.
Test me, Snowflake. I dare you.
I’m staring slack-jawed when Klaus smiles at me.
try not to stare at Klaus, but how am I supposed to reconcile someone so gentle and attentive to children is also a murderer.
it takes all my self-control not to stab him in the dick right here for using that mirror to look up Bianca’s skirt.
I’ve been coming here since I was a kid, and so has Bianca.
I watch it on her face as she recognizes where we are, and I wonder if she remembers meeting me here
I’d never hurt children. They’re honest, chaotic, and fun.
Did he just nickname her?
That was a poor choice.
My Snowflake is crying, and I regret waiting this long for my big reveal.
She’s needed a good scream for days, and I’ve needed to hear it for years.
“Klaus, thank you for not letting him hurt me.”
“Need to fuck you. Might hurt you,”
“Hang on, Snowflake. You might pass out, but you won’t die. I promise.”
he was furious with me for suggesting that he would hurt children.
“He?” My body shakes. “Who is he, Gina?”
“You know who I mean, but I don’t know who he really is either. Just that I’ve never been a college student, and I’ve never paid you rent. I decided you deserved the truth.”
If he’s trying to fuck with my head, God is he succeeding.
Is he watching someone else? And why does that idea fill me with burning jealousy rather than concern for that person?
He smiles that crooked smile, and I melt for him despite everything.
Consider me your savings account.”
If he’s telling the truth, where the fuck is my money,
“I really didn’t think I had an actual chance to win you over, but you’re mad at me right now like I’m your boyfriend, and I think it’s because you like me, Snowflake.”
hate that he’s right. He’s won me over through two simple tactics, dogged loyalty a.k.a. obsession, and making me come harder than I thought was possible. To
His attention destroys my defenses.
I’m sick in the strangest way, so jealous I could puke, and I’m wondering what the hell is wrong with me.
“No one but you,” he murmurs as he shoves me back into the wall
I don’t want anyone to touch me but you.”
feel a familiar pinch at my neck. “I see you when you’re sleeping, Snowflake. I know you’re mine to take.” Within seconds, the heavy drugs take me under.
I’m far from average.
tuck myself back into my pants and search the room for some inspiration, something really fucking nasty I can do to her and tell her about in the morning. My gaze finds something just perfect for my sleeping Snowflake slut.
The brand-new candy cane decoration is round, thick, and just too damn big
didn’t dose you as hard this time.”
“Thanks for the consideration.”
“Orphans aren’t given presents, Snowflake.”
“Do I scream parental love to you?”