Crave (Beneath the Secrets, #3)

by Luna Mason

Here’s to finding someone who loves you not despite your flaws, but because of them.

“A giant grizzly bear broke into my house. He broke some stuff, but I chased him away.” That sounds better. Nikolai’s brows raise. My arms move as I shrug. “What? That’s better than the real thing.” Lara giggles. “I know it isn’t true. But you’re funny. Can you tell me another?” Nikolai pats my leg and stands. “We’ll be back. Keep her company.” “I promise. For eternity.”

Accident on the Vegas strip. Hmm. Glad I missed that, I was just there.

What an interesting man

I’m not weird, they are. But I have to hide what’s in me.

There is not a future where I am not here with her. It doesn’t exist. I won’t let it.

Knowing all he wants is to make me happy, I know it isn’t fair to him. But right now, I want more than a joke or a treat.

Is that how clowns are made? They just take people? I don’t know anyone who grew up wanting to be one.”

But on the bright side, we can blame your death on the fucking moon. Stop moving, you’re getting blood on my shoes.”

This man is making my day

As loud as I can, I bray like a donkey, holding my own blade up to my own throat. “Let her go, or the ass gets it!” I scream at the top of my lungs.

What am I reading this is just straight up chaos

As my lips press against hers, my entire being is set on fire. This was worth the wait. My first kiss had to be with my pchelka.

But then when he made her cry two weeks later, I made him pay and toasted marshmallows as I burned his corpse.

My man is unhinged

She’s the reason I drag myself out of bed each morning. The reason I make sure I don’t actually get myself killed. My first thought of the day and my last is always her. In fact, there probably isn’t a minute where she isn’t on my mind.

I can’t type in the numbers, damn blood on my fingers. Using my nose to press the buttons, I dial Enzo.

Honestly pretty realistic

Call me delusional, but the fact he’s stalking me means he’s obsessed with me. Just like I am with him. I can’t be mad about that.

“I’ve been in love with you for a long, long time, Alexei. Please never stop being you. Never stop making me laugh, or being your crazy self. I love you for everything you are. And I’ll love you until I take my last breath.”

“Yes. All of it. All of your crazy, Alexei. I don’t love you despite it, I love you for it.”

“Lara Volkov. I’ve been in love with you for what feels like my whole life. My loyalty may be with your brothers, my heart, that’s all yours, baby. And that comes first, even before my own life. That will never change. What we have, it’s forever. There is no end. We don’t hide. I would be nothing more than honored to be your man to everyone in the outside world, your brothers included. But it’s a risk.”

“You are Lara fucking Volkov. The beauty, the brains and the heart of the family. I have loved you for a long time and I will love you for eternity. I’d love you if you became a flamingo, I’ll love you when you’re gray and wrinkly. I love you even now when you wake up and breathe on my face with your hair piled up on the top of your head. You can’t see you’re perfect, I probably will never truly understand why, but I will spend the rest of my life showing you just how magnificent you are to me. That I promise you.”