Rook & Rebel (The Mavericks, #1)

by Kate Crew

To the book girls—may your hot, tattooed man on a motorcycle show up at your doorstep with cookies, so you don't have to leave your house or your book.

Ugh, fucking ideal

They always seemed to be at each other’s throat’s lately.

I’m sensing an enemies to lovers sequelllll

I know. What type of weirdo doesn’t want to hang around half naked with his girlfriend and eat cookies? Honestly, it’s grounds to break up with him.

Right?? The dream

“Wow. Oh, wow. I’m so pathetic, the man who needs to rob me at gunpoint feels sorry for me?” “Hold on. Let’s get this straight. I was robbing him. I wasn’t coming for you.”

Imagine hitting emotional rock bottom so hard the armed robber tries to emotionally distance himself from your drama

Stalking a girl who preferred to lie in bed watching movies, reading, and ordering endless takeout was boring. It had been four days, and she had only left the house twice.

He would be highly disappointed if he tried to stalk me. Ya girl only leaves her house for doctors appointments and hospital visits ♡

And how very Scream of you…the call is coming from inside the house? Are you a stalker or a killer?

If the call is coming from inside the house, then so help me God I hope he is too. Break in, ruin my life, emotionally destroy me

“Now is not the time to work out if I care about you dying or not.”

But….would he love her if she was a worm?

“You’re flirting about killing people!” Harper screamed, laughing harder. “You little freak.

I loveeeee harper

“They say a deranged doctor lived up here and did experiments on humans.

Kinda related- my husband and I just listened to a podcast on the Melonheads, so freaky

“Rook tattooed ‘pervert’ on his hands. He won’t be able to hide from anyone.”

Genius, we should do that with every convicted sex offender

“No one will ever hurt you if I am with you.” He bit at my ear before kissing down my neck. “I will kill them. It doesn’t even take a second to think it over. That’s why people die when you’re with me,” he said with a grin, “because I won’t be giving them any chance to hurt you.” “Why?” “Because you are mine, and I will protect what is mine until I die.” “That’s gross and almost sweet.” “I’m a monster, Regan, but I can be your monster. And in these four walls, with you, I only want to be sweet. I only want you to feel safe because I wouldn’t let anything happen to you.”

*swoons in morally gray*