How to Hack a Hellhound (Hellhounds of Paradise Falls #2)

by Shannon Mae

Writers always had to make things into some big thematic lesson.

Because I was surrounded by fucking nut cases.

LMFAOOOO

Cassius often stood around talking to thin air,

Kushiel was his own level of weird, always going out for nature walks to talk to the trees. Like, literally talk to the trees—whole conversations. I wasn’t sure if talking to thin air or trees was weirder, but either way, they were fucking odd.

Im so done lmaooooooo

Cass was an easy boss, even if he did talk to the air.

Monsters were out there, but so far all the monsters I’d met in real life had been one hundred percent human.

I’d started looking the club up, but my computer kept freezing, so I’d just given up at that point and climbed into bed.

Ah what a sneaky little shit he is

I let my racing heart slow down as I scooched over and threw back the comforter, inviting Aiden into bed with me. He walked in, leaving the door ajar—he didn’t like the dark—and climbed into bed next to me.

This is so cute

“So, apparently the supernatural crew packed up our apartment for us and brought it over. I’m surprised they didn’t unpack it, too, while we were sleeping. They’re like fucking house elves or something,” I grouched to Aiden.

He’d offered to help, but Aiden had insisted on doing it because he “had a system,” and Liam had seemed to totally get that and respect it. I didn’t think Aiden had OCD—he was just particular about the kitchen since he was the main one who used it—but I kind of wondered about Liam. At the very least, he was a neat freak and really particular about how he did stuff. He had offered to let me drink or eat in his office, but I swear I saw the agony in his face at the thought of it. Still, it was sweet of him to offer.

I’d just jerked off while Liam watched, ordered him to do the same, had a breakdown in the shower, then cried into his shirt and rubbed my snot on him.

“We didn’t take our clothes off,” I pointed out helpfully. “No, we just came in our pants like two teenagers instead,” Quinton smirked.

LITERALLY

He was smiling, and the crow was hopping excitedly along his shoulder. “Time to hunt.”

Bro i really hope corbin gets a story

There was nothing like a good breakfast sandwich after a night of torture.

and I drifted back to sleep. When I woke up again and opened my eyes, I turned my head to the side and screamed. “What the fuck, Liam!” I hissed. His face was like an inch from mine, and he was just staring at me. It was like a horror movie.

BAHAHAHA

“I am violence incarnate. I am—Fuck, Liam, what are you—” I gasped, unable to finish the sentence, because Liam had just pulled my pants down and swallowed my cock like it was his favorite candy.

Then he leaked a bit and hugged me. It was odd but nice,” Liam admitted. I stared at him. “Did you just say ‘he leaked a bit’?” I asked. “From his eyes,” Liam added helpfully. For fuck’s sake.

Haha

I really hated getting pulled over when there was a body in the trunk, especially if the owner of the body was still alive. At least dead bodies wouldn’t wake up and make noise.

“None of us know, but it has to be someone who knows the club and who knows us. They always know details they shouldn’t. I thought for a long time it might be the owner, but I don’t know. I don’t think he knows as much as the buyer does.”

Its the sheriff

“Well, I love you, Q, and I need you.”

I LOVE AIDAN I CANT WAIT FOR HIS STORY

“Did it ever occur to you that maybe you aren’t having wild and crazy sex because Liam loves you?” “What the fuck, Aiden. That doesn’t even make any sense,” I argued. “If he loved me, he’d be fucking my brains out.”

I loved Dexter, and I loved Toby, but really, the two of them were like absent-minded meets airheaded.

The sheriff, on the other hand—I don’t know what Jude said to him, but he looked like he was about to smack Jude upside the head at any moment.

Jude and the sheriff!! No way

Sometimes it’s better to grieve someone than to punish them. Grieve the man you thought he was. It’s ok.”