The Butcher of the Bay: Part II (Mounts Bay Saga #2)

by J. Bree

true power is being about to look at that goddamn throne and have the power to kill anyone on it but never take it for yourself.

"This is mine. The whole fucking lot of this body and this ass and those fucking tits are mine. You think anything it could change into will stop that? Nah, baby girl, you've got it all wrong in that perfect head of yours. It's fucking mine now and it's mine when you're all big and round with my babies and in fifty years when you’re gray and covered in wrinkles it's still mine. Don't you ever fucking forget it. I play for keeps and you're it."

To think that there are men out there who buy flowers for their beloved and hope that wins them their love. Mine brings me hearts.

My heart pounds the entire time, but I help my mother end her own life. I leave her heart in her chest. It was never really beating to begin with.

this nightmare of a man, a poor little psychopath who grew up to be a fake king on a blood-soaked throne.