Angelic Vengeance (GodHood, #1)

by Cristina Russo

“You’re Puerto Rican, he’s Mexican… You can talk dirty to each other in Spanish.”

HES MEXICAN

Before I knew it, I was getting lost between wooden shelves of books. After spending an unnecessarily large amount of time in the Romance aisle and picking three new books, I decided I had reached my limit.

I love her bc same

Avoiding eye contact, I took a step to push past him. Zachary let out a frustrated sigh and moved in instead of out of my way. In the split of a second, he pinned me against the bookshelves – my books once again somewhere on the floor.

AHH I LOVE THIS

“Your face repulses me.” He smirked. “You want to sit on my face.”

Glock with silencer in hand. I could only gasp as the shot sliced through the air. I whirled around to see the innocent guy – whose name I didn’t even know – fall back on the bed; eyes open and a red hole in his forehead.

Bro. This is what christian did

“Why would you pick some complete nobody, when you could have me?” The rawness in his words took me by surprise. I had only intended to mess with him earlier, but by the way he was looking at me right now – and by the bullet he put in that guy’s head – I understood he was more than jealous.

“Don’t flirt with my men again. I won’t hesitate to kill them.” He threw one more glance at the corpse, who I guess used to be one of his soldiers. Chuckling, he brushed his thumb over his lip, shaking his head. “Have fun.”

WHAT. I’m feral

The woman thought I liked her.

CHRISTIAN SAID THIS TOO

I wanted her mind, body and soul to ache for me just as much as I ached for her. To willingly and gladly get on her knees for me. To beg like she never would with anyone else. To want to be mine.

He swears he has that Christian rizz

I wouldn’t deny her. She would quickly come to realize I was the only one who could give her what she really wanted. Needed. The knowledge settled me. Whether she admitted it or not, there was fire between us; the more she tried to outrun me, the crazier the burn made us.

“When you think no one’s watching, you forget I always am.”

“I killed for you.” He spoke through gritted teeth, “Twice.” The last of my patience snapped. I smacked my hands on the table and leaned forward. “Don’t act like that’s not just another part of your life. I know you’re a murderer.” His nostrils flared. “A serial killer is more than three bodies. A mass murderer is more than four.” He paused and leaned over the table, his face inches away from mine. “What does that make you?”

I was willing to bet anything that our numbers matched.

“Get out of my way.” He took another threatening step towards me. “Not until you get out of my head.”

She was driving me crazy, and the only thing bothering me was that I couldn’t show her just how fucking crazy I was yet.

But she was nowhere near as deep in this as I was.

HELLO ALLISTER SAYS THIS 325pg

I gave her a one-over. “You look pretty.” She looked devastating.

The sparkling lights accentuated the faint scar over her left eye. I suddenly decided I liked it. Because it matched mine.

I hated the fact that a part of me wouldn’t have minded getting on my knees for her, begging just like the rest of her admirers.