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“I need to speak to Atticus. I need to look into Lips’ background. We know nothing about who her family really is. Or her father.”
Of course her fucking father would be the boar
The Vulture needs replacing and the only way to replace the repulsive cretin is to hold the Game.
Aodhan O’Cronin has won. There’s an O'Cronin in the Twelve.
“Are you satisfied, Wolf, or should I send you the heads of all of my uncles? Say the word and I’ll do it.”
We will not bow down to any of our demons. Not anymore.
“It matters, Star. I’ve changed my mind; I don’t want you to swallow my come. I want to see it dripping down your legs.”
“I’m never letting you go, Star. You’re mine,”
“Worried, Morrison? I’ll keep you safe from the little piggies, don’t worry.” Blaise scowls at me. “Pigs? What the fuck?” “They leave nothing behind. I know the guy who owns the place, he owes me quite a few favors.”
“She put you in detention. She put you there and that’s where you very first met Matteo. You probably don’t even remember him being there, you didn’t speak to each other, but that is where he first saw you, and that’s where his obsession with you started.”
Hmmm
“O’Cronin, you’re in. Get a tattoo, put the word out, and start paying your dues. I’ll call you when I need you,”
“Show me how you work, Mounty. Show me how you keep us safe.”
“Fuck, yes. I’m being brave, and I want your dick. If you break me, I swear to God I’ll fucking stab you.”
“I’ve never wanted to keep someone before. I’ve never wanted someone like I want you. I get it, I don’t want to think about someone else touching you either, but you’re mine. I promise you no one else will ever fucking touch me again.”
“Did you really think I’d stop? Did you think after waiting this fucking long to get inside you I’d stop? I’m going to fuck you raw.”
“I don’t need to avenge you. I need to follow you down to the Jackal’s fucked-up den then watch you slit his throat until he chokes to death on his own blood. I need to watch you get your justice, and your freedom, because it’s not mine to take away from you.”
Aww Blaise
“Let me make this crystal clear to every last person in this room; insult the Wolf and I’ll personally end your life. Piss me off enough and I’ll let the Butcher join in, make a real mess of the job.”
Go Ash
“Illi asked me why I was calling, not you, and I told him that when I said I was all in, I meant it. That means if someone is threatening you or our family, I’ll fucking deal with it.”
Sitting in my palm is a tiny heart locket, identical to his mother’s, so similar it’s only when I turn the locket over to read the inscription that I know he’s gotten me one of my own. Mine. To the end.
Awww Harley
“I don’t trust people outside of my family. Keeping my mouth shut in the Twelve meetings and taking jobs from you all seems to have given you the impression that I’m easy to influence and manipulate. I’m not. You’ll do as I say or you’ll die.”
Dont underestimate the wolf
"No one touches the Wolf.” And then I slit his throat.
I break her arm. Oops.
Haha oops
The Fed smooths a hand down his tie in a carefully controlled way that suits the stern look on his face. A savage, proud, fucking elated grin bursts across my face when he glances over his shoulder and nods respectfully at Avery. He belongs to my ice queen bestie now. Fuck. Yes.
“No favors, kid. Your father is my older half-brother. He’s the President of the Chaos Demons MC up in Indiana, and he’s a piece of fucking shit. Don’t go looking for him, he’ll only find a way to break you open and sell you for parts. You have two brothers in the MC and five other bastard siblings around the country because your pop doesn’t like wrapping up. He tells women a fake name so they can’t come knocking for child support. I took one look at you when you showed up at the Game as a scrawny little kid and knew you were one of his. You look just fucking like… never mind. Just don’t go
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“I want everything with you.”
Aww Ash
“It’s the fucking Lynx.”
Well fuck
“It’s pretty fucking simple; don’t hurt the Wolf, don’t threaten her, don’t stalk her, don’t piss her off, and don’t ever conspire to fucking kill her. Stay on her good side and you’ll live.” What. The. Actual. Fuck?
“The Boar’s MC was hit last night while the meeting was on. The Jackal took out the entire fucking building, only the guys at the docks and those who came with him survived. Things are about to get much, much worse. Just letting you know, Wolf.”
Avery is gone.
Fuck
“You aren’t fucking expendable. You’re nonnegotiable. You’re everything I’ve ever fucking wanted and needed, and you’re trying to get yourself killed.”
“I love you, Ash. I love you, and I won’t ever let this man touch you again. That’s the line I’m drawing. I can do this.” He groans then snaps, “I’m not saying it over the phone. You’ll stay alive so I can say it to your face.”
“Tell Harley and Blaise I’m sorry too. Tell them I love them and tell Avery I love her too, that she’s the best fucking thing that ever happened to me. That being her friend has been the greatest fucking honor and if I die, she’s worth it. You all made this entire fucked up life of mine… worth it.”
So Senior isn’t killing all of his own men? There’s another psycho on the loose. Ah, fuck. It’s fucking Morningstar.
Fuck
I sprawl out onto my back, my head lolling about uselessly, and suddenly I see my own eyes staring down at me like I’m having some sort of fucking out of body experience. Fuck. They look angry, fierce, fucking furious, and yeah, I guess I am pretty pissed that after everything I’ve done, now I’m fucking dead.
OF COURSE THE DEVIL IS HER FAMILY
“You were sending me the heads.”
“We only have one other sister. I have no time for our brothers, but Poe is… everything. You two could pass as twins. We all look like the cunt who fathered us, but you two are so similar.”
“I was formally diagnosed as a sociopath at eight.” A shiver runs down my spine. Fuck. Maybe this is the part where he paints my innards all over the walls. “I don’t feel things. I don’t feel happy or good about people. I enjoy cutting them to pieces. I enjoy blood on my hands. I didn’t question the diagnosis.”
“Her mom is a junkie. She went back to our father to get a hit, and he told her to earn it. No one in the MC wanted to touch her, so she sold her daughter off instead. Our sister was six.”
Damn
“One look at you and I knew I’d kill for you too. You’re different to Poe, more guarded and cynical, but if anything, that proves you’re my blood.”
“You’re lucky your brother was stalking you. He found you first, staunched the bleeding, then did CPR while I drove you both in. You’d be dead in that fucking mausoleum if it weren’t for him.”
There’s a hint of color on her cheeks and, sweet merciful lord, that’s my blush. The one I get about the guys, the one that let every-fucking-one know I wanted them. Who the hell does my sister have a crush on and how quickly can I kill him?!
Haha
We have the Devil on our side.
