More on this book
Community
Kindle Notes & Highlights
by
Angel Lawson
Read between
August 6 - August 11, 2024
They may have agreed to my demands enough to put pen to paper, but that doesn’t stop Killian from pacing outside my door, testing the lock, prodding at my makeshift boundaries to see if tonight’s the night I’ve lowered them.
For one, I’m at least partially responsible for everything that’s wrong in his life right now.
He deserved it
One, big, happy family.
Lmao
“He’s going to jack off into your sister’s panties.” Killian gives Rath a long, unreadable look. If I’m expecting support for any kind of intervention, then I’m highly disappointed, because Killer just nods, saying, “Send me a picture,” and then walks away.
She snorts. “Unlike some people, I prefer to spend my holidays with people I trust, not a houseful of thugs.” “You live in a houseful of thugs,” I point out. “And you’re all leaving,”
I pour into each glass, but when I get to Rath’s, he covers it with his hand and says, “I’m good.” Killian looks away from the TV for the first time since we got here and shares my look of surprise. Rath shrugs, not meeting our gazes. “I don’t want to fill up on drinks. Just saving room for all of Posey’s cooking.”
Aww he's trying
“Your mother is very...charming.” He clearly wants to use another word. Possibly something that rhymes with ‘clutty’.
“Goddamn, little sister. You’re trying to fucking kill me.”
“Sit in my cum through the rest of dinner and we’ll call it even.”
“What does she want you to do?” “Stay sober for three days.” On her way past, she lobs a sharp smack to the back of my head. “Get the fuck out of my kitchen.”
She’s not playing a game. She’s trying to find one fucking crumb of something genuine from a bunch of boys who make it their business to be anything but.”
Period
my brother’s
Ew why does she call him her brother now
. I stand by the fact the wrestling thing is a good idea, but at some point, maybe I do have to consider this becoming a pattern.
Yeah no shit
“You’re real,” I explain, pressing a kiss to her jaw. “Sometimes you’re so real, it fucking hurts to look at you.”
“And?” he replies, and okay. Yeah. I doubt that’s really a turnoff,
He likes her comatose anyways
“Show me, big brother.”
“Story is our Lady, and my job as her Lord is to see to her health and needs. Just because you monsters don’t appreciate her superior reproductive functions doesn’t mean I’m going to ignore it.”
“Little sister,”
Omg please stop
She makes me want to make her feel good. She makes me want to give her everything. I don’t want to burn her down. I want to burn with her, high and bright.
“A normal woman wouldn’t make me feel this way.”
Tristian Mercer just wants someone who wants him.
“If you want something, then you fucking take it.” Maybe that means I’m a bad person. Or maybe it means I’ve finally found something worth fighting for.
getting a taste of the Killer D is gift enough in my opinion.
Bye
“Put three horny fuckers in a house with a nice piece of tail, and they grow...attachments.”
“A dozen fucking bedrooms in this place, and here you are with your ball sacks hanging out! Twenty-dollar tricks have more couth than this. Get up, get up!”
slits. “If I were your mother, I’d poison your breakfast to spare myself the embarrassment!”
“She said football was for little pussy barbarians, and that real men learn to hit balls with sticks.”
“Don’t worry.” Marcus leans back in his chair, eyes roaming the room. “Killer here isn’t my type. Way too uptight.” Killian drapes his arm over the back of my chair, face blank. “I’m everyone’s type. Now shut the fuck up.”
“I love you, Story Austin. And just so we’re clear, not like a sister.”
“You’re a good woman, Ms. Crane.” She shifts uncomfortably, eyes sliding away. “Yeah, yeah. Don’t let it get around. I’ll deny it.”
Martin.
I KNEW IT
“I love you, but I’m not slicing some bacteria-infested, toxin-laden knife blade into my chest. Remy keeps his shit exceptionally sterile.” “Thank you for noticing,”
