Lords of Pain (Royals of Forsyth University, #1)

by Angel Lawson

maybe you’re just an obsessive psycho.”

He’s a cold-hearted sociopath. He wants to hurt me, humiliate me, control me. Whatever he feels, it’s more about him feeling powerful than it is about me.

Dimitri Rathbone, although smart and talented, wasn’t fully literate.

I want to taste you. I want to feel you come apart on my tongue, and then I want you to go to bed thinking of how much you loved it.”

it’s not just hatred I see in their eyes. It’s want.

It’s an annoying thing to reconcile, the half of me that wishes Story hadn’t ever come back, and the half of me that’s salivating at the thought of owning her.

I want to fuck my stepsister. I want to claim her. Own her. I want her to finally be mine.

All I can hear in my head is the rush of my heartbeat and Ms. Crane’s words. Go for the quiet boy first.

If I’m going to survive being their Lady, I’m going to remember not to let my guard down.

From my periphery, I think I see him smirk, but when I turn, his face is just as passive as ever.

He’s definitely manipulating you for points

I bet she wouldn’t think they were so nice if she realized they’re treating her like a dog.

Are monsters born, or are they made?

I didn’t think anything could ever come between them. That means something, doesn’t it?

Not a cuddler, my ass.

With Killian, my mind recoils but springs right back, seeking more. It’s a confusing twist of want and shame.