The Death Club (Dead Men Walking, #1)

by Caroline Peckham

People always hated others for being different, but really they just hated themselves for being average.

I’d read enough books to know endless adventure was a curse, not a gift. Just look at Frodo Baggins! He was almost eaten by a giant spider and that wasn’t even the worst day of his life. Bilbo had tried to warn him, but did he listen? Oh no, he went off on his little hobbity adventure and look at all the monsters he’d faced. I’d wished for the same, but my monsters weren’t spiders

Was there anything worse than an ugly dick? Maybe a cake that had been used as a sex toy,

Croc wearers didn’t deserve tasty sandwiches.

Holy fucking Gatorade, if you say Adonis backwards, doesn’t it spell Mateo? No way is that a coincidence.

There was something about that name which just screamed evil overlord to me, and I felt it was best to rid the population of them just in case they ever tried to rise up and rule the world like some kind of megalomaniac dragon king.

writing books about psychos in a magical prison for Fae who are all ruled by the stars and the zodiac and the lead character would be this badass werewolf girl who wants to break out a hot, tattooed incubus with a pierced dick and-”

“I’m the monster people fear when they go to bed at night,” he hissed. “Don’t play games with me, or you’ll end up dragged into the underworld, mi sol.”

He tucked the lighter in his back pocket and my heart hammered as I gazed from that cigarette to Mateo, his body glistening with gasoline.

"Te destriparé como a un cerdo uno de estos días," I spat at him, but it only made his smile widen. "You wanna say that in English so I can slap your bitch face for it?" Niall challenged, stalking closer to us.

"Cómo sigues sorprendiéndome?

The past is done and the future is fucked.

“Tal vez al menos ahora se mantenga alejado de ti,” he muttered, dropping his hold on my jaw.

"I'm the kind who only brings trouble," I said. "The kind you know you should fear even when I draw you closer. I won't whisper sweet nothings to you, I'll deliver death threats while fucking you so hard you can’t think straight and reminding you that you had time to heed the warnings before getting close enough for me to burn you."

I’m a pretty little Fae with lilac hair being screwed by a sexy snake man in the land of Solaria.