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He rubbed his knee absently, stroking the ghost of a pain that haunted him.
Tristan shot one of the guys in the knee when they slashed her tires??
Was he insane?!
Girl at this point you've asked yourself so many times you know the answer.
“His demons dance with mine,” she murmured softly, the truth of that statement seeping into her pores. “That’s all I can give you.”
she observed the way he was walking, a slight limp in his left step and wondered what had happened to him.
prolog mentioned a knee injury and a vendetta against tristan both of those boxes this guy checks
“You,” she whispered to the space between them, “Tristan Caine, are a beautiful, beautiful man. And my heart beats for you.”
“Give them hell,” he whispered to her. She smiled. He stared at her smile for a long, long minute, his magnificent eyes glued to her mouth. And the most beautiful, precious thing happened. His cold, aloof eyes warmed.
“I see you’re already spending Tristan’s money,” Chiara spoke from the doorway, eyeing the packages. Morana rolled her eyes, all pretense of civility gone between the two women. “Green is not your color, Chiara.”
Oh she's fiesty
“Never again,” he whispered, his voice rough with an edge of the wildness she’d seen in his eyes. It sent a delicious shiver down her spine. “They will die a thousand deaths,” he murmured, almost gently as his thumb traced the line of her jaw, “before they ever touch a single hair on your head again.”
“You made me a promise last night in the dark,” she murmured softly, knowing she had his full attention. “I’m making you one now.” Brushing her thumb over the line of his jaw, feeling the scruff rasping against it, she vowed, repeating his own words. “Never again. You’ll never be alone again. No matter how bad the nightmare gets, I’m going to be right here.”
a soft moan leaving her lips. His eyes flared. “Nothing,” he stated, shaking his head at her just once even as his fingers sped up inside her,
Alex volkov who
“I’ve never come in my pants before,” he murmured in the space between them. Morana felt a chuckle leave her, as it turned into a full-blown laugh. “Me neither.”
Early arrivals will forever do it for me
“If you burned as I burn with the need to claim you. That I wasn’t alone in the fire.”
“I don’t just burn with you, Tristan,” she said, her voice shaking. “I burn for you. And I don’t know what I have to do to prove it.”
Another king from another mob family?
Someone said something at the end of the first book about meeting the same fate as the reaper. Obvously the guys still alive but i'd put money he was the third piece here
“I’m so in love with you, caveman.” She saw his eyes flare slightly, his hand coming to rest around her neck, gripping her firmly. “You can’t take that back,” he warned her fiercely.
“I’m in love with you, Tristan Caine. I don’t expect you to say it back. I don’t need you to. I just need you to keep on loving me.”
“Why didn’t you take me back?” “I was too injured when all of this was happening,” he told her, rubbing his knee.
The guy from the prologue is the reaper
“The men in this world don’t love like normal men, little doe. Their love is more intense than any other. He fell in love with you as a boy and as a man. And watching it happen has been the only peace I have found in years, knowing you will be loved and cherished and protected after I’m gone. I needed to give you that.”
“You might have been born with another name but you are Morana. My Morana. You’re the girl I killed for and you’re the woman I’d die for. You are mine and you are exactly where you’re supposed to be. Don’t ever question that again, do you understand?”
