Princes of Carnage (Pretty Ruthless Monsters, #1)

by Eva Ashwood

“What the fuck, Killian?” Nico grimaces. “On the table?” “What?” Atlas comes over and looks into the bag as well, then makes a disgusted face. “I didn’t think I was ever going to have to say that disembodied hands don’t belong in the kitchen, but here we fucking are.” “We eat at this table,” Nico continues. “Who the fuck knows where these hands have been?” “Killian knows,” Atlas says. “Not that that makes it better. I don’t think anything is going to make ‘bag of hands for breakfast’ better.” “Do we need to have a designated place in the house for miscellaneous body parts?” Nico asks. “Is this going to be a thing?” “Please, no. I don’t think I can handle that,” Atlas groans. “I’m all for chopping someone’s hands off if they deserve it, but can we leave them outside?” I’m barely listening to them as they bitch about it, my focus only on Quinn. She looks like she’s trying to process this, and I can’t tell if she’s pleased by the gift or just confused. “Why?” she finally asks, her voice soft. “I did what your father would have done if he had known,” I tell her. “I gave them what they deserved.”