Vicious Queen (Boneyard Kings, #2)

by Becca Steele

These kings didn't care, for they didn't ask. They gave her pain and served her lies. They took her heart and ripped it apart. But they weren't the only ones who wanted her gone. If she wanted to win, something must be done. Because she wasn't a princess, nor a mere pawn. If she wanted to win, a vicious queen she'd become.

but my focus was on the girl who was barely holding it together, vibrating with anger and fear. And fuck, it spoke to me. Somehow, she’d worked her way under my skin, and I knew that she was there to stay. No matter what happened.

Maybe, just maybe, Everly didn’t have to be a sacrificial pawn, but a fucking queen. “Don’t ever run away from us,” I warned.

Women were dangerous as fuck. They looked sweet and innocent but could cut your heart out without leaving a trail of blood.

“Pretend to be dating that dipshit,” I told her, “but remember this pussy is for the Boneyard Kings.”

I already had a long list of regrets and I didn’t want her to become one of them. I never wanted to ask myself “what if I had done more” when it came to her. She made me feel, she made me want to protect her. No woman had ever done that.

“You need to take pity on me and fuck me. I feel like my virginity is starting to creep back on me.”

Everyone gets scared sometimes. You just have to make sure that they don’t see it. There are people out there, bad people, who will seize on any bit of weakness they sense from you. Being brave… that’s about acting in spite of your fear.

“That you’re now one of us. We live for each other and won’t hesitate to die for one another too, and that now includes you.”