Haunting Adeline (Cat and Mouse, #1)

by H.D. Carlton

Fuck, her voice is pure smoke. The kind you really only hear in porn videos. I suck in my bottom lip, biting back a groan.

All I want to do is break her. Shatter her into pieces. And then arrange those pieces to fit against my own. I don’t care if they don’t fit—I’ll fucking make them.

And I will gladly cross every single line if it means making this girl mine. If it means forcing her to be mine.

UNKNOWN: Sneaking off with random men, little mouse? If I catch his hands anywhere near you, they’ll end up in your mailbox by morning.

UNKNOWN: Don’t feel guilty, baby. I don’t make idle threats, so consider this a lesson learned.

my girl

my girl,

my girl,

my girl

What he doesn’t know is that the minute I properly introduce myself to Adeline Reilly, she won’t be able to think of anyone else. I will devour her from the inside out, until every intake of breath will only stoke the inferno I've created inside her. Like oxygen feeding a fire, I will consume every inch of her sweet little body until she will think of nothing else but how to get me deeper inside of her.

He will wish he had never met Adeline Reilly.

UNKNOWN: You didn’t like my flowers?

UNKNOWN: Am I supposed to believe that you’re on the phone with the police? I think my little mouse is a liar.

ME: Want to find out? UNKNOWN: Yeah, I do, actually. I’d love to punish you later for it, too.

ME: What, you gonna send me toes next? UNKNOWN: Depends, are you still pretending to fuck other guys? Or would you rather yell at the ghosts in your house again?

Fuck you, asshole.

UNKNOWN: I plan to.

ME: You come near me, I will stab you. I’m calling the police if you don’t leave right now. UNKNOWN: So do it, little mouse.

UNKNOWN: The more you disobey me, the harder your punishment.

UNKNOWN: Ready for your punishment, little mouse?

ME: Why are you doing this?

UNKNOWN: You haunt me. It’s only fair I return the sentiment.

UNKNOWN: You’re so beautiful when you’re scared.

UNKNOWN: I’m so close, I can smell you.

ME: Quit being a pussy and come out then.

UNKNOWN: Come find me.

UNKNOWN: Too scared, little mouse?

ME: I’m calling the police.

UNKNOWN: Do you remember what I said last time?

ME: Here I come, asshole.

“Cat got your tongue, little mouse?”

“Here’s what’s going to happen. I’m going to allow you the opportunity to run and hide. If I find you, then I will deliver your punishment. If I don’t, you go unpunished and I will leave.”

When you make someone fall in love with the darkest parts of you, there’s nothing you can do that will scare them away. They will be yours forever because they already love all the fucked up bits and pieces of you.

U NKNOWN: You’re so pretty when you sleep.

ME: You’ll look pretty after I stab you.

UNKNOWN: A gun wasn’t enough for you? Interesting.

UNKNOWN: I’ll be seeing you tonight, little mouse.

ME: From outside my house, and preferably in a cop’s handcuffs. UNKNOWN: You don’t need a cop to get me in handcuffs, baby. I’ll let you do anything you want to me.

UNKNOWN: Are you playing with yourself, little mouse? Touching your sweet little pussy to the thought of me handcuffed to your bed? ME: You’re disgusting.

UNKNOWN: And you’re a liar. ME: Fuck. Off. UNKNOWN: Next time you tell me to fuck off, your clit is going between my teeth.

UNKNOWN: Oh, little mouse. UNKNOWN: I can’t wait to eat you. There will be nothing left of you once I’m done.

ME: I can still taste you, little mouse.

ADDIE: Did you know a stalker killed my great-grandmother?

ME: Do you have proof of this?

ADDIE: Not yet. But I’m going to find it. And I’ll be proven right. All stalkers are just fucking psychotic freaks.

ME: Well, that’s pretty judgy, don’t ya think? Your great-grandmother loved her stalker last time I checked.

ADDIE: He tricked her, just like what you’re trying to do to me. And then he killed her. Just like I’m sure you’ll eventually try to do too.

“Zade,” he whispers against my lips. “That’s the only name that will ever leave your lips from now on, especially when you’re making that little pussy feel good. And when I’m making that

pussy feel good, then you can call me God.”

“You taste like heaven. I could feast on that sweet little pussy for hours and still die a starving man. It’ll be the closest I will ever get to God before they inject me with that needle, don’t you agree?”