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Because, in case you haven’t figured it out yet, assholes were my preference. I had tried pussy a few times because, let’s be serious, I’ll fuck anyone if I’m rolling on molly.
Hes keeping it a buck 50
Not only was I going to be murdered at twenty-seven in my own house, I was going to die with a goddamned fear-boner. Great. Why am I like this?
She was nineteen, plus I’m sure she’d read more raunchy shit than an out-of-pocket hand job in the dark romances she was always binging. “Cal, that’s… super fucked up. Non-con is not cute in real life.”
Lol i love her
Maybe I really was the devil, and that was why no one ever said they loved me back. But then, my busy brain focused on two words she had said that made me forget all about my stupid trauma. My man.
Someone tell him they love him back
They were trusting me with the death of their loved ones. I was already strange enough as it was with the whole ‘I can see dead people thing.’ I didn’t need to add ‘sexually confused masochist’ to the list of things people said about me behind closed doors. That wasn’t even true! Was it?
He shrugged. “Honestly, if you were anyone else, I probably would have just killed you. I think I did that because, if you haven’t noticed, I have a huge crush on you.”
I had just finished wiring his bedroom and ensuite, so his timing had been perfect. As much as I hated the idea of leaving him, he wasn’t ready for me to invade his life on that level yet. Constant video surveillance of my little ginger snap would have to do for now, at least until I could convince him that he was in love with me.
“Come on, Ryan. I know what this is. I don’t really need a boyfriend. I just need someone that my parents deem appropriate to accompany me to family functions. It keeps the pressure off of me to… marry.”
With love and light I am rooting for Joanna to find her happily ever after.
In the words of the infamous Ariana Grande — I see it, I like it, I want it, I got it. I saw Ryan. I liked Ryan. I wanted Ryan. I got Ryan. If someone tried to take Ryan from me, I would just delete them. Murder ‘em. Wipe ‘em off the face of the fucking planet. Simple.
“It’s fucked up that this Damian guy took such a kind, gentle soul and turned him into a fucking killing machine. You were made to help people, Cal. Not hurt them. And I will never forgive the man who fucking took that away from you.”
This whole thing was giving me serious ‘it’s a trap’ vibes, but I didn’t really fucking care.
Well this is a bad idea
Without waiting for him to recover, I unloaded the clip into his chest, enjoying the arc of blood that sprayed from him like a fucking garden hose.
Shoot him in the head
I FUCKING DID IT! I killed Damian!
You probably didn’t. This is why you gotta confirm your kills. We gots to be sure of these things
“I love you so much, Callum Walker. I can’t believe I spent twenty-eight years of my life without you in it. But now that you’re here, I don’t want to ever spend another day without seeing your gorgeous face.”
I told him I had it under control, but he winced and wrung his hands together, mumbling about how he would ‘prefer to do them.’ Guess I couldn’t even fucking do the dishes right.
Omg please be more dramatic.
“You will call me master while you are in this tub, Mr. Fairview.”
I don’t like this. This isn’t how we’re get over trauma.
He lifted my wrist and leaned down over my arm. I gasped as he ran his hot tongue over the raw cuts, lapping up my blood like it was some sort of sweet, liquid dessert.
Ew
For some reason, I had this super strange feeling that Ryan could see ghosts or something.
Oh we’re finely going back to the ghosts after not talking about them for like 20% of the story!!!
“Fuck being normal, Ryan. Normal is boring. I love that you see dead people. I think it’s bad fucking ass that you live in a funeral home. On top of that, I think it’s hot that you’re a freckly red-headed man who likes gardening. Everything about you is attractive to me. You’re my lil’ spooky ginger boy, and I love the shit out of you.”
“Did he touch you?” he growled, and I shook my head. “No angel. I’m okay,” I said, reaching up to brush my fingers against his cheek. “I want to kill him.”
At this point I’m literally kind of sick of them.
“There’s a spirit here. I want to find out if he saw anything.” I expected Theo to scoff or at least look surprised, but she just looked pumped. “Dope. I fucking knew you could see dead people.” I didn’t have time to feel shocked that Theo had suspected my little secret all this time.
You’re bad at hiding it!!!
‘Yes! Damian has him, and he took his sister too. You have to hurry; he’s going to hurt them if you don’t save them soon.’
I knew Damien’s ass wasn’t dead!
I met Vox’s eyes and immediately knew that whatever had happened in that room was bad. We’d been too late to spare Naomi any additional trauma.
I don’t like that they did this to her this late in the book honestly. We don’t even have the time to really process the trauma of it because the book is going to go back to the “Cal and Ryan are in love” show.
He came forward and fisted my hair, jerking my head to the side to expose the veins in my neck. “Get the fuck away from me!” “Shh, shh. This will help you calm down. Don’t worry. You’ll still be able to feel everything. It’s no fun if you don’t come while I fuck you.”
Why is there so much sexual assault in this last bit?!
All the times he had touched himself while he had me tortured as a child. Sometimes he had touched me too, and I had fucking repressed it.
Bro what?? Again, why are we introducing this at the tail end of this book?!
“Oh, angel. I never said anything about letting him live.” Without looking away from me, Ryan pointed the gun directly at Damian’s head and pulled the trigger.
Nice!
Gavin had disappeared for a while, informing me he was going to see if he could figure out how to summon the chaos demon he’d told me about earlier.
Chaos demon! I must’ve skimmed past that tidbit.
“Come now, little bird. You’re going to miss all the torture once we get to Salem.” The demon with the rust-colored hair sighed wistfully, giving his companion a suggestive look. “I’m sure we’ll find things to keep us busy.”
And now gay demons have manifested!?
Gavin was frowning. ‘You’re taking all of us to Hell? Some of those spirits were good people.’ The chaos demon gave him a bored look and shrugged. “For now. Like I said. Some of you will be reincarnated. The ones that our Queen decides are too rotten to be remade will be tormented.”
Vox was back to his usual uncommunicative self, and Naomi just seemed to want to leave the past behind her. She bounced back pretty quickly after everything that went down. Vox tended to get grumpier than normal whenever one of us pressed her to open up, and she smoothly changed the subject…
Unsatisfying resolution to what happened to Naomi!! Maybe they’ll go more into detail in other books but still.
My hand flew to my mouth, and a wave of emotion rolled through me. I was literally trembling when Cal reached into his pocket and pulled out a black velvet box.
Knew it!
“I love you too, Callum Walker,” I replied before catching his lips in mine. And that was how, in the middle of a sea of lilies, I promised myself to the man who’d taught me that I was enough.
