Go Luck Yourself (Royals and Romance, #2)
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Read between May 21 - June 2, 2025
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Because marrying her would’ve made you useful, and you have nothing else to offer.
Lena
🥺🥺
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And I didn’t realize until the very moment of telling Iris I love you that I only loved the idea of a happy ending, not her.
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Stop thinking about ball gags.
Lena
😂😂 yep. Him and Nick are def brothers.
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“You tinsel-bombed the St. Patrick’s Day Prince,” he says. “I have never been more proud of you in my life.”
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Woah there, let’s not get ahead of ourselves with that kind of positivity. I might sprain something.
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“You’re lucky I do na make you get down on your knees and beg. Though you did call me hot, so would you enjoy that, hm?”
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“Fuck me,” I groan to my plate. Loch doesn’t hesitate. “Only if you say please.”
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A sweep of caustic awareness washes over me: relief. I don’t want anyone else holding me like this.
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THAT’S WHAT THAT IS?!
Lena
😂😂 poor Kris
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“You’re all I’ve been able to think about for weeks. The only thought in my head is what your face will look like when I take you apart—like this, like this right now, you’re perfect.”
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I know that his kiss tasted like all the dreams I waxed on about in the writing I don’t do anymore, the words I wove while trying to imagine Iris but all I imagined was a fantasy, an ending. He tasted like those fantasies. He felt like those endings. It’s him.
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“You aren’t an awakening,” I whisper. “You’re the whole dawn. And I can’t believe I ever thought I’d seen the sun before you.”
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“There’s paint everywhere. Ev-ery-where, Loch.” I wave at my crotch. “You turned my dick into abstract impressionism.”
Lena
🤪😂
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I’m proud of you for putting up boundaries. I’m proud of you for protecting my brother. Because I kind of love him like crazy.”
Lena
Sobbbbbbbbing 🥺😫
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Coal hugs me. No warning. Just his solid presence and a too-brief moment of peace. “You’ll believe me someday,” he tells me. I cling to him. “And I’ll keep reminding you of how brave you are until you do.”
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“Go get your guy in a sweeping, event-crashing declaration of how much you want to fuck his brains out.” “God, Iris.” But it yanks a laugh out of me.