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And what man owns silk pillowcases? I’m convinced he researched the best pillowcases for a woman’s hair and purchased them specifically for my arrival.
Her breath catches. “You must be a witch because these hands are magical.” I chuckle. “You must be a goddess because these tits were made to be worshipped.” “That’s right. I am,” she simpers.
Fucking can’t 🤣
“I’m saying I will lick you until my tongue falls off if that’s what you desire.” My god, this man. “If your tongue falls off, what use would I have for you?” He yanks me to the edge of the table, my bare ass squeaking across the surface. “My fingers and cock could still make you scream.”
“I don’t give a fuck if the entire nation is standing outside that window watching us,” he growls. “They don’t exist. Nothing else exists right now except you and me. You’re my whole world now, muse, and I’m yours.”
“Yes, and once you marry me, so will you.” She scoffs. “I’ve already told you marriage is never happening. Not with you or anybody.” “Not with anybody,” I confirm. “But undoubtedly with me.”
“That’s why I chose this mountain for my residence. A writer’s mind craves peace, lest he not hear the whisper of words in his head.”
“There is no bad time for sarcasm.” “A funeral.” “You’re kidding. A funeral is the best time for sarcasm.”
For as long as I’m breathing, I will be the other half of her soul and the shadow at her back.
“You were meant for me, muse. Every inch.” Every time this man opens his mouth, I fall a little bit harder. “No, I’m pretty sure every inch of you was built for me.” He smirks. “We were made for each other.”
“What’s wrong?” “I thought . . . I thought I saw someone I recognized.” She shakes her head. “Never mind.”
Trevor
“You trying to threaten me, buddy?” I smirk. “I’m not your buddy, and I’m not trying to threaten you—I am threatening you. If you hinder our efforts to get the evidence needed to keep Briar safe, you won’t enjoy the consequences.”
told him about you when you started stalking me, and he offered to help. Apparently, he used to be a cop and still has connections in law enforcement.”
Trevor is the ex
“Wow. So that’s how you fuck your girlfriend, huh?” So she was listening to our dinner conversation. At least parts of it. “No. You’ve been my wife since I laid eyes on you.” She snorts. “I want a ring before you start calling me your wife.” “You’ll get whatever ring you want. But I’m calling you my wife now.”
I mean she didnt say no
“He said his name is Trevor.”
Trevor is the stalkr and the ex
“You’re my everything, Briar. Without you, I am nothing.”
“Before I met you, I only knew you as the faceless user online declaring herself my biggest fan in her book reviews.” She blushes, even now. “I wrote all my books for you, even before I met you. I knew, deep in my soul, that somehow, my words would find you. Find that one person in the universe who would read them and understand. I’d read your reviews on my darkest days and remember why I did this. Why I kept toiling away on books that seemed to fade into obscurity as soon as they entered the literary world. Why I kept pouring all my blood, sweat, and tears into books that no one would read.
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“I kept writing because of you. I wrote This Book Will Haunt You because I thought you’d love it. I included all of the elements of my previous books that you said you loved most. And that book became my bestseller. It made my previous books bestsellers. And then, when I thought I was a broken writer, when I lamented that I’d never be able to write another word again, there you were. The light in my darkness once more. I finally met my biggest fan in person and listening to you gush about my words, watching the excitement light up your eyes, something clicked in my mind. The dam broke. The
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“Right. You wouldn’t do anything for me.” Her smile slips away now, a rare moment of vulnerability crossing her face. “I would do a lot for you,” she whispers. Fuck. My heart stutters.
“I want you covered in bruises and cum when I’m finished with you. Reminders of everything I’m going to do to you tonight. Of everything I can make you feel. Of the ecstasy only I can give you.”
A hickey blooms in my wake, and I fully intend to abuse the other the same way.
“Wait until I get my mouth on you and make you regret this.” “Wonderful,” I mutter, my breath hitting her swollen clit. “Edging is my kink.”
Hilarious
“Let me worship that wicked tongue,” I pant. Her hands have dissolved me to a pleading, horny teenage boy entirely too quickly. She grins. “I do love hearing you beg.”
“So impatient.” “I’ve created a monster.” “Not created,” she corrects. “Awoken.”
“I swear to god, if you break my fucking heart, I’ll break you.”
He’s wearing a mask. S.T. Nicholson’s mask. Saint’s mask. In his office.
These dicks
guess Saint called April off. I’m not stupid
You really are
Trevor is the ex Mack fled California to escape.
Are you following me? This is my favorite book. By my favorite author. He writes in a way that makes me feel understood. Like in a way no one else in the world ever has. S.T. Nicholson feels like a kindred spirit. Like if we met, we would just get each other. I swear to god, if you break my fucking heart, I’ll break you. As insane as it makes me, yes. I want to come back and be here. With you. No man has ever believed in me like you have or loved me like you have. I want to do something to make your life better the way you’ve done for me. Saint. Saint.
“Until death,” I vow. “And then, until I find you again in the afterlife.”
