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Whether she meant to or not, Juliet Donovan wormed her way into our hearts, into our very souls, and I would split my own chest open before ever letting her go.
“Words are the weapons no one even realizes they’re using,”
I’ll fuck you until you think you’re going to break, Princess. Then I’ll fuck you until you do break.”
“I’m going to ruin you. I’m going to mold your cunt to my cock until you don’t remember what it felt like to have another man inside of you.”
“They are me,” he whispers against my face. “I am them. Everything I do to you, they will do too. You make this choice and that’s it for you, Jules. We will own you.”
“Even with my demons?” I ask. “Princess…” I close my eyes as his fingers graze my cheek. “I’ve been wanting to fuck your demons since the first day you set foot on Silverwood Public’s campus.”
She has a way of making men lose themselves in her. Stormy seas have nothing on Juliet Donovan’s eyes. They say that to desire something so desperately is a sin. She is temptation incarnate. I want to rip her apart and bury myself so deep inside of her that both of us forget where one ends and the other begins.
I was born to hunt her.
“Having him so addicted to you. You’re our pretty little drug, Jules. All of us want you so fucking bad that we’re willing to drag you out here, chase you through the woods just for a chance at getting between these legs of yours.”
Juliet is as much a siren as she is a witch ready to curse us.
There’s nothing sane about my need for her, my yearning to watch her, love her, keep her.
Wanting Juliet Donovan is a curse, and now we’re all under her spell.
I want to crawl into her skin, mold our bodies together until there is no separation and she doesn’t remember a time when I wasn’t a part of her.
There are demons inside me and they crave freedom. They want to maim, to kill, to defend, and protect.
