Goldsin (The Chrysophilist Trilogy Book 1)

by Aveline Knight

It didn’t take me long to seduce him into bringing me to his hotel room just a few floors above the Harrows’ fundraiser, which we’ll be attending soon. Well, I will. He’ll be dead by then.

Oh i think im gonna like you

And he always says I’m a carbon copy of her. Same red hair, and green eyes with the right number of brown flecks. My identical twin.

Interesting

“Life is a game, Adrian.” I maintain an unwavering gaze. “And we’re simply playing our part.” His eyes flick back and forth between mine before he raises his glass in a silent toast. “May the best player win.” “May the best player win.”

Liar. You liked it. His depravity lures you in, my inner voice reprimands me.

Oh im in for a good one

And Julian Harrow? He’s ravenous.

Gods i hope so

From the smattering of freckles dusting her nose to the soft flush on her neck down to her chest, she’s painfully beautiful. The only kind of agony I’d endure for life.

Whatever pushed her to kill DeMarco had better be worth it. Because she’s five steps to hell. The devil’s right behind her. And like fuck will I let her go through this alone.

“You’ll regret this when I find you.” His low voice sends shivers down my spine. “Promise?” I smile back at him.

I wanna be aurelia when i grow up

She looks puzzled as I reach into the cabinet and pull out a hair diffuser, and I grin as I plug it in and gesture for her to sit down. “Let me handle this.” “Wait—you have a hair diffuser? And you actually know how to use it?” Aurelia raises a brow in disbelief. “Is that curling gel?” Her eyes round as she spots the pink bottle on the counter. “Of course,” I reply with a smirk. “I’m full of surprises.”

PLEASE

It only took me nine or ten late nights spent watching tutorials to finally master it.

hes not real omg

There is nothing hotter than a woman who doesn’t mind getting dirty to achieve what she wants. There is nothing sexier than feminine rage.

U would love me

Then a gunshot rings out, and I grin like a madman as I hold the gun to his forehead, my shot matching the one coming from the earpiece. Like two halves of one soul, both of us are silent as our panting encircles us, each with a dead body in front of us.

Quite beautiful if i say so myself

“Where are you taking me?” I manage to ask. “Where do you want to go?” “Nowhere. I want to stay right here.” “Then we’ll go nowhere together,” he murmurs. Nowhere together. I think I like the sound of that.

It only took her throwing a pillow at me to make her laugh. I’d let her suffocate me with them if it’d keep that serene, genuine look on her face.

Okay need that

“For Julian, of course.”

Girl he aint allat fr