Capturing the Devil (Stalking Jack the Ripper, #4)

by Kerri Maniscalco

“Don’t be jealous, my love. I assure you, nothing tastes as sweet as you.”

“I enjoy obedience in my dogs, not my wife. She’s free to do as she pleases.”

“Who needs sugar when you’re sweet enough to satisfy me, Wadsworth?”

“I tried decency once.” He wrinkled his nose. “I wouldn’t recommend it. Leaves a bitter taste in your mouth.” “I thought that was just defeat,” Thomas added, trying and failing to not look smug. “I’ve heard that’s not so pleasant, either. Not that I’d know.”

“Beware of trusting beautiful creatures. They hide the most wicked surprises.”

I did not know who I’d become, should I lose him. But Satan would tremble at my approach.

The devil was a monster, but I would become his nightmare.

want. I beg you to ravish me now before I lose my mind.” “I love you, Thomas Cresswell.” I kissed him gently. “With my whole heart.” “Beyond life. Beyond death”—he nuzzled my neck, whispering—“my love for thee is eternal.”

I want to spend forever adventuring with you.”

“You are my heart, my soul, my equal.

“Beyond life, beyond death,” he whispered, his breath warm against my ear, “my love for thee is eternal, Audrey Rose Cresswell.”

I could not wait to spend forever with my best friend, the dark prince of my heart.