Demise (Gallows Hill, #3)

by Katelyn Taylor

“Why is this the sweetest thing anyone has ever done for me?”

“Don’t cry, siren. Just come here. Come ride your cock.”

“What the fuck is wrong with me, why do I find that so hot?” “Because, you were made for me,”

“Cut me, Vincent,”

“Use me, make me bleed. Make me come like only you know how to.”

“Where?” I ask. “Wherever you want. Mark me, make me yours.” “You’ve always been mine, siren. Always.”

“I’ve really missed you.”

“If I’d have had to suffer another day without you, I’d have gladly offed myself.”

“Don’t joke like that.” “I’m not joking. Being away from you…it was some of the worst torture I’ve ever endured.”

“Baby,” I whisper hoarsely. “What did they do to you?”

“I killed someone.”

“A woman…I…I killed her. Brutally,” he says as his body shakes.

“It’s not your fault, Liam. You were doing what you could to survive,” I whisper against him. “You are so kind, so loving. That wasn’t you. It was who you needed to be, right?”

“Christopher pulled a gun on me, said it was me or her, and like a fucking coward, I deemed my life more valuable than hers.”

“That’s exactly what I did, because in that moment, all I could think about was you. I thought about how much pain you’d be in if I was dead, how much Ash would be. I was given a choice to do the right thing, and I didn’t take it because of you two.”

“And I fucking hate myself because, given the chance, I’d make th...

“Thank you for not putting me through the hell of losing you. Thank you for not putting Asher through the same. Thank you for not surrendering one of the loves of my life. Thank you for being selfish, for me.”

“You sleeping with my son.”

“Sweet girl, you didn’t honestly think the two of you were subtle, did you?”

“My husband is well aware of Liam and myself.”

“Ah, I see they are those type of Bond Brothers.” “Excuse me?”

“The ones who share their women. The ones who use and abuse them until they are nothing but worthless trash who disappear. Careful, girl, your...

“If it comes down to you or her, I will choose you.” “I don’t want you to choose between me and your family, Liam,” I say. “You are my family, all of you,”

“I mean it. We can’t live under him forever. I’m going to kill him or die fucking trying.”

“I’m with you, brother. Until the very end.”

“I think things are getting too intense for you. I’ve never been led on, never expected anything. Ro, you’ve used me as your dirty little secret cock sucker for years and I haven’t minded. Fuck, you cheated on Madi with me…often,”

“I’m scared of you, Wes,” he admits.

“You should be. I’m gonna fucking ruin you.”

“She’s right. None of us are under the impression that the Brethren are just or saints.”

“Mom?” I choke out, my eyes running over the blonde woman standing before me.

“These are…well…” “We’re her boyfriends, well, he’s her husband,”

“All of them?” she questions.

“So many strong men to protect my baby. Have they done a good job?” she asks.

I smile softly and nod, and so does she, holding me to her once more.

“This is my daughter, and these men are hers.”

“Is it really you? Are you—” “Your father,” my mom interrupts. “Yes.”

“Jonathan Proctor,” he says with his hand extended to

Liam.

“You were able to be born because you are not of Parris descent. You are half Thompson, half Proctor.”

“I’m not gonna lie, I was kinda bummed when I heard you were my target. You’ve been fun to fuck with over the years, and you’ve got a lot of raw talent. A little coaching up and you could be a fucking animal.”

“I’m your target?” I rasp. “Who took the hit out?”

“You know as well as I, we just take orders.”

“And you know as well as I that you’re...

“It was your boss,”

“I got a girl,” I wheeze. “She’s everything. Please. I can’t leave, not when she’ll be alone in this world.”

I love you, Siren. I always will. Even in death.

“It was Vincent…he’s gone.”

“He’s gone, baby. He died.”

“He’s gone. Nothing more can happen to him!”

“But it can to you. He lived and breathed you. If he knew that his death caused yours, he’d never forgive himself.”