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I don’t fit any of those labels, yet I’m trapped here like everyone else, with no hope of ever escaping alive.
In less than a month, I’m going to die.
I hope he was serious about liking crazy girls.
In my head, I’m a slut. But in reality, I just read a lot of spicy books.
“Did you think I was luring you back to my cave?”
“To be honest, even if you were, I would’ve followed you.”
“You are delicious, Peaches.”
I do like sex, and even if I never see Daemon again after tonight, I’ll be glad he taught me that.
“I want to be inside you. I want you to sit your fucking ass down and bounce on my cock until you come so hard you can’t see straight.”
Good lord, I want to sink my teeth into his ass.
“I think you’ll need to hydrate before round two.”
“Round two?”
“Of course, Peaches. Did you think I could survive on only...
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Those words had been the biggest mistake of my life.
“Ashwater! Get down here, your damsel is in fucking distress.”
Would you rather that your one night stand kidnapped you and took you to a castle full of monsters, or that you’re really hallucinating in a mental hospital amidst a divorce-induced psychotic break?
Ellender isn’t just a fantasy. Nana’s books are real, and somehow, I’m in one.
“Oh my fucking God. You didn’t just kidnap me, you took my grandmother’s cat too?” “I thought you’d appreciate having your pet with you,”
Oh, so he’s a thoughtful kidnapper now? Yeah right.
Nana, what the hell were you hiding?
“You’ve been back for all of a few hours, I don’t even get a hello, and now you’ve kidnapped the wrong woman. That’s quite an entrance.”
“Is the curse broken if the king loves someone and they love him back? Or is it just that he has to love her?”
“If Thorne loves Isabelle and believes Alix is Isabelle, would it break the curse?”
I’d rather die than have anyone think we’re the same.
it sucks that your husband is a prick, but it could be worse. You could get kidnapped by your one-night stand.
“I liked you better when you were just some guy in a bar.”
“So did I, Peaches.”
I’m dealing with a first-class asshole, and I’m stuck with him for an entire month.
What in the Wattpad is going on here?”
“Remind me never to save your life again.”
Why am I always naked around this man?
“You don’t really know me either, and you shouldn’t want to. I promise you, Peaches, you won’t like what you find.”
Oh my God, I’m going to crash the fuck out.
“I told you, I’m not going to let anything happen to you. As long as I’m breathing, no one will touch you.”
“Okay, I changed my mind, the wings aren’t scary. Let’s go, fly boy. Beam me up or whatever.”
“Are you trying to ask why he didn’t kick me out so he could fuck you?”
Who’s supposed to protect me from him?
“You were busy,” I say. “I’m not going to wait around for any man. My time and attention belong to people who are thinking about no one but me.” Without warning, his hand shoots out and lands on the wall behind my head, boxing me in. He leans down so his mouth is mere inches from mine and bares his teeth. “Then I should get every single minute of your fucking attention.”
I can’t seem to make myself care about anything lately; my head is too full of Alix.
I can’t touch Alix; I can’t even look at her. Even if I want to. Even if she wants me to.
“There’s a lot of things you don’t seem to realize, Peaches. And I don’t know whether I should be thanking the fucking gods for that or shaking you until you understand.”
“Stay close to me. I don’t want you getting lost.”
“Yes, Daddy.”
“Say that again.”
“But be careful what you call me, Peaches. Next time you say something like that, I’m going to take it as an invitation to spank you.”
If you could get me a new violin, I wouldn’t just let you spank me, I’d marry you in a heartbeat.”
Daemon won’t let anyone hurt me—physically, anyway. But emotionally is another story.
“You’re so fucking beautiful, Alix.”
“What?” “You’re so damn perfect, it makes me fucking angry.” “Angry?”
“I can’t stop thinking about you,” he growls. “You’re in my head every fucking second reminding me exactly why I shouldn’t be looking at you. It’s infuriating. You’re infuriating.”