The Poisoner (The Poisoner #1)

by I.V. Ophelia

Believe me when I say this woman gave me butterflies in my stomach. Though that might just be internal bleeding. Either way, she had charmed me.

lmao pls I love him

I wanted to shove her off the bridge, but she might be more upset about the book getting wet rather than the sight of me.

You want to know what I want? I want you, Alina. All of you. Every hair on your head, every tear, laugh, and scream that rips from your delicate vocal cords will all become mine.”

“I want all of you, not just blood. I want every piece of flesh that clings to your bones and more. I want to own every expression that crosses that pretty face. Every hair on your head belongs to me, no part of it untouched by my hands.”

I need him

Call me lovelorn, but I adored this woman completely.

I wanted more than to have her close. I wanted her to crawl under my skin and make a home out of my rib cage, for my heart would only beat for her. Not even a single pump of my atria was allowed if it was not for my dearest shadow, my chosen—my Alina.

I would give her anything, body, mind, and soul—if I had one. It was all hers to take.

I never thought I could reach the point of craving someone aside from a simple hunger. Starving for her would be more painful than any true hunger. I would rather perish. I was wholeheartedly, pathologically addicted to her.

this man’s yearning is everything to me