Caution to the Wind (The Fallen Men, #7)

by Giana Darling

“How our demons can have such pretty fuckin’ faces and cause us so much damn pain.”

My love was violent.

When you’ve wanted someone for half your life, the single touch of his hand on your skin could light a bonfire in your soul.

“But she’s not even Fallen,” Dane pointed out, not judgin’ but curious. “No,” I agreed, swingin’ up into the Ford and lookin’ back at Mei lyin’ prone in the back seat. “But once, she was mine.”

You’re so fuckin’ dangerous ’cause you make me so fuckin’ weak, Rocky.”

He wasn’t like me, prone to bitterness and rage. He was good. So fucking good. My off-white knight.

Even when I hate you, you’re mine.”

“Sometimes, sayin’ somethin’s stupid is just a cowardly way outta takin’ a chance on bein’ brave.”

anyone with eyes can see she lives for you, and she’d die for you in a second.”

I grinned at White Snake with all the predatory instinct inside me bared between my sharp teeth. “I think it’s only fair, before we get down to business, that I take payment like Rocky said. What do you think, Maxwell, two fingers or three?”

She looked like an angel of death, something dangerous and capable, someone whose very kiss might be lethal.

After all the battles I’d fought in my life, it should’ve occurred to me fate would give me a fighter to stand at my side and have my back. Someone as fierce as she was lovely.

This was not how our love story was endin’.

I needed to find the balance.” “Between light and dark.” The girl shrugged. “Between being too afraid to be the girl I wanted to be and being too stubborn to evolve.”