The Beast (Wicked Villains, #4)

by Katee Robert

He could take me apart at the seams, but he always handled me as if I were made of spun glass.

I bound myself up in love until I couldn’t breathe, just so I could be worthy of this woman.

She categorizes the world into two bins—people she cares about and people she doesn’t—and I can probably count the people in the first bin on one hand.

I value freedom above all else, sometimes to my detriment.

I am not perfect, and I don’t want to be with someone who needs me to be perfect to love me.”

I could only see that ring as a cage I’d never escape from.

she loves her freedom too much to put my ring on her finger. Not when she sees marriage as a trap ready to close around her leg and keep her in place.

We’re on an out-of-control train that’s sure to jump the tracks at the next turn, but I can’t bring myself to give a fuck. I don’t want to get off this ride, no matter how devastating the end result.

“Monsters are more effective than princes when it comes to keeping what you care about safe.”