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“When he skins you alive and sews your hide into pretty boots for his wife, you might feel differently.” At least you think they’ll be pretty.
Rags to riches and the unrelenting idea that true love could overcome class, station, rank, and other societal barriers. As if those were simply small hurdles to jump over and not massive walls erected to keep the rich together in their own private world.
He was all fire now, no ice.
Of all the nefarious plots he could devise, the devil had chosen my personal hell with devious precision.
YOU’RE EITHER GOING to have the most intense hate sex in the history of the realm,”
“or—” “She’s going to castrate him,”
“CHEER UP, LOVE,”
“You’re still employed.”
“I’m only reasonable during the day so I can indulge in the proper amount of debauchery at night.
Failure just means you’re trying and there’s no shame in that. Don’t let anyone tell you who you are. Believe in yourself. It’s your life and you’ve got to live how you see fit. To hells with everything else.
a hunter well-versed in taking down prey.
“Isn’t it odd how whenever someone has one iota of common sense, they’re called cynical? Lust and love are wildly different.” “Spoken like a true pessimist.”
He seemed like the sort of male who knew how to throw his weight around in the bedroom, taking charge while also being considerate. A polite alpha. Dominant but sensitive. A male who took control, who owned. But only behind closed doors.
i wouldn’t have described that as the ultimate dream but she also isn’t wrong
it’s gluttony alright
must be envy lol
He must have been wildly drunk that night to believe Adriana Saint Lucent, the silver-tongued, blue-haired hellion that haunted my nightmares, had felt anything except disdain for me from the very start.
the irony
Unless my newfound desires were solely for one mysterious lady…
No one ever mentally sparred with me like the hellcat standing before me. I found myself intrigued
If my hunch proved true… complicated was certainly one word for it, though it might end up solving one of my problems. Even if it created a slew of other issues. I had to be wrong. Adriana Saint Lucent couldn’t be the mysterious Lady F.
Which was probably why the club’s glamour had chosen to give her the hair color of my rival tonight.
“This is the match of the century. And our family will win his throne.” How foolish of me to think it was supposed to be more about winning his heart.
says GLUTTONY??
dragging me along with him like some primitive cave creature claiming his mate.
If one looked past the references to troubled orifices and royal commodes, it was sound romantic advice.
she’s not wrong ¯\_(ツ)_/¯
oh i love that pierce the veil album
“Don’t tempt me. I would do unspeakable things for you to obey my every command.”
you’re just his frosty lady. her reaction to the truth is gonna be delicious
universal fear
“Say what you want, but that gown was designed for you, Adriana. Everything about it is you—
the color, the way it looks like your Seven Sins costume.”
“Actually, not the Seven Sins costume. He made you look like a blade. Beautiful, but lethal.
“Just to be clear, I didn’t so much as kiss any of the suitors tonight. I was too busy thinking of how distractingly beautiful you are in that gods-forsaken dress to indulge anyone else’s desires.”
oh my. what a subtle dragging
He was my enemy. Perhaps not in the sword-and-dagger sense, but in the he’d villainously broken my heart and now I’d made it my life’s mission to destroy him back in the press sort of way.
Perhaps that made me a despicable bastard, but I’d never claimed to be anything but a villain. Morals were for heroes and the pious. I was a sinner through and through.
There was nothing I enjoyed more than unraveling secrets. And uncovering his truth would be especially sweet.
Secret keeper. Debauched prince. Tender lover. Arrogant male. Now more than ever, I wanted to unravel the mystery of Gabriel Axton once and for all.
“Call it curiosity.” “Number one killer of cats.” “They do have nine lives, so I’ll take my chances.”
“I think I know exactly what’s wrong. And it’s six feet four inches of troublesome demon.”
“You never disappoint, Miss Saint Lucent. I understand why you get under his skin.”
“Then you paused at the doorway, and I lost all sense of time and place. I had to know you.”
“I thought you were the most devastating thing I’d ever seen. A comet speeding directly at me. And I was so lost to your splendor, I didn’t care if you wiped me clean out of the realm, so long as I got a chance to admire you, even from a distance.”
Nothing was overdone or extravagant, nothing to excess. Yet I wanted to indulge in everything you had to offer. Conversation. Stolen kisses. Simply listening to you speak as we danced.”
You charmed me so thoroughly we made love right there and everything was incredible. Up until you left me directly after to sleep with the viscountess. The same one who’d been calling me a social climber all evening and attempted to have me tossed from the ball for being common scum. I was mortified. You discarded me like I meant nothing.”
“It was the first time I realized how much you used your charm to get whatever you desired. Then once you had your fill of whatever you’d been after, you moved on to the next thing you hungered for.”
“You’re going to be the end of me.”
“And I fucking welcome my demise.”
historians will say they were just close friends, perhaps roommates
maybe it was her instead. eden is for sure gay though. for sure
