Psycho (Necessary Evils, #2)

by Onley James

“Please, let me stay,” August said, giving him his biggest, saddest eyes. Lucas snorted. “Now, you’re just manipulating me.” “Of course, I am. Is it working?” Lucas

“Dude, you broke into a stranger’s house, told him you were Batman, kissed him, impaled yourself on a blade, and then asked to spend the night. I don’t know that God could help you,” Noah said. “I don’t ever want to hear that I’m bad at romance,” Adam told Noah, expression smug.

“Do you have any booze in this place?” “Noah has his emotional support vodka in the freezer,” Adam said, pointing a thumb in the direction of the kitchen. Noah’s lip curled, glaring at Archer. “It’s not even nine in the morning.” “I haven’t been to bed yet, so it doesn’t count,” Archer said, taking the bottle and pouring himself a healthy dose into an orange juice glass.

Was murder an act of service?

He already knew Lucas’s deep, dark secret and hadn’t run screaming in the other direction. Because he’s a murderer. Nobody’s perfect, right?

Nobody just woke up one day and decided to create their own Avengers squad without provocation.

you’ve got me and I’m the monster other monsters fear.”

“Do you want to go home?” August asked. “Whose home?” Lucas asked. August frowned. “Our home. Like you said, I like to keep my most treasured things close to me.”