If You Dare (Diamond Devils, #1)

by Harmony West

Hell is empty and all the devils are here. Shakespeare

Stalking isn’t in my blood. Girls chase me, not the other way around.

My only friends in the world now exist inside these books.

there’s a reason it’s called a crush and not something nicer. Because falling for someone you know will never want you back is crushing.

someone who’s jealous and possessive and beats the shit out of a guy just so I can’t fuck him again.

I love swimming. There’s something calming about floating on the surface.

“I don’t do sweet and gentle,” he warns. “If you’re looking for a prince, he’s not me. I want my belt around your throat. I want to fuck you so hard, your nails leave scars on my back. If I kiss you, you’re mine.”

If there’s anything I’ve learned from the books I’ve been reading lately, it’s that I have a praise kink.

No one else will touch you, and no one will even think about hurting you with me around.” He grabs my hand and sets it against his chest, over his heart. “You have me. All of me. As long as you want me, I’m yours. I’d burn down every inch of this world if you asked me to.”