Glow (The Plated Prisoner, #4)

by Raven Kennedy

By the time I call for the army to stop, dawn is about to crest and the storm is still jacking off, dumping its endless load on us.

Then again, death always manages to create misplaced adoration and loyalty.

“Can suck my dick.”

I learned control so that I could take his away.

“The world can judge us all it wants, doesn’t mean we have to give a shit.”