Where's Molly (Cat and Mouse, #2.5)
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Read between October 15 - October 15, 2024
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To Sam, Kristie, and Samantha, For sitting in that diner with me and talking about cannibalism until Molly’s story was born
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lovely
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The loud crunch of blunt teeth biting through bone is a lullaby I could fall asleep to for the rest of my life.
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ew wtf. what a way to start!
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It makes me wonder why the world is so afraid of a zombie apocalypse, when we’re already surrounded by animals more than capable of tearing us apart and devouring every last fucking bit of our flesh and bones.
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I double-check that the last of the man I fed to the pigs is completely consumed, and then I start the tedious process of cleaning their pens, my table, and the tools, along with burning his hair and clothes and scattering his powdered teeth in the mountains behind my house. Ensuring every last trace of Carl Forthright is gone.   He who was once a rapist and child trafficker is now pig shit. So fucking poetic.
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He knows I’ll do what he says. If I don’t, I’ll have to invest in another bottle of concealer. The one I have is almost empty.
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Families love young girls to adopt, but so do predators, and I won’t take the risk. At least at home, I can protect her.
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It's an insult to kidnap us only to make us prove ourselves worthy of being kidnapped.
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She escaped me once, and I let her. I won’t allow it a second time.
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the fantasy novel from Adeline Reilly that I’d been reading.
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hahahahhaha wonder who that is
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“Everyone has popcorn, Molly.” He says that like it’s obvious.
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nope
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And like a true gentleman, he lets me eat all the half-popped kernels.
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addies favourite too
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“At one point in our lives, we don’t know our soulmates at all. But that doesn’t make them any less of one. Sometimes… sometimes you just know.”
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“Jesus Christ,” Cage groans. “Sit on my fucking face, Molly.”
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Once that's done, I proceed to call every hotel within a thirty-mile radius and book them out, too.
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omg he booked every single room of all nearby hotels so she would have to stay with him lmaooo
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He'll be waiting for me to finish, and what comes after will be something I've never done before.  I'm going to fuck him. And for the first time, it'll be my choice. I'm so fucking nervous, but it doesn't feel… bad. In fact, it’s exhilarating. It's a foreign emotion, but I can understand why people get addicted to it. Because at this moment, I've never felt more alive.
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I'm not much of a sweets person. Unless, of course, it's Molly's pussy.
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oh! well ok then
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“Where…? She trails off as I lead her out of my old room, down the hall,
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“You’re scared, and I get that. You’ve been alone nearly your entire life and don’t know what it feels like to have someone take care of you. Fine, we can work through that.” Then, I lower my voice, ensuring she can see just how fucking serious I am. “But what I will not do is allow you to run from me.” I lean down until my lips are a hairsbreadth away from hers, her breath warming my face in short bursts. “Don’t worry, little ghost. I’m going to teach you how to spend forever with me.”
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Even the tip of Cage’s dick in the back of my throat doesn’t deter my thighs from seizing around his head.
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thought the epilogue might be something cute about her sister but ok
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I’m sitting on his face and leaning down his body, sucking on his cock until his own thighs tense with pleasure. We’re competing on who can make who come first. Whoever the winner is gets to fuck the other in the ass, and I’m determined to win.
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DEAD THAT IS SO FUNNY
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was this—” I hold out my hand and pinch my forefinger and thumb a millimeter apart. “—close to getting to peg you.”
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Ten years without seeing her beautiful smile, hearing her say my name—it’s been torture. Worse than anything I’ve ever suffered at the hands of dirty men. I had never known love until Layla was born, and for years, my world revolved around her seeing another day. Then, it revolved around protecting her from me and all the baggage that I towed around. And now, it feels like I’ve finally been set free. From the chains that were wrapped around my ankles, constantly dragging me back into my sordid past every time I tried to escape it. “I get to see her,” I squeak out between harsh wails.
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omg extended epilogue yay