The Butcher (Fifth Republic, #1)

by Penelope Sky

“Trust is like glass. It takes time to heat and temper, to make it transparent for both parties to see through. But once it’s shattered, there are so many broken pieces on the floor that it’s impossible to put back together. A year may pass, and you’ll step into the kitchen barefoot for a glass of water and get a shard in your heel. And you’ll remember how it got there.”

The sight of her pussy turned me into a hungry bear that wanted her honey all for myself.

Don’t make carnivores eat asparagus just because you’re a goddamn vegetarian.”