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Gigi fell in love with her stalker. The very man who must’ve killed her eventually. And now, I have one of my very own. The only silver lining is that I would never be so stupid to fall in love with him.
Don’t feel guilty, baby. I don’t make idle threats, so consider this a lesson learned.
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.
God, why did you make me the way that I am? Next lifetime, can you not do such a shitty job?
F uck. She’s so pretty when she thinks no one is watching.
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.
🥹🫶🏼
It’s not something I can explain. When I saw her, I fucking nearly fell to my knees with need, and I will have her.
“Sorry, baby,” he rasps. “Won’t happen again.”
Zade is Hades, stepping out from the underworld and wreaking havoc on my quiet little life.
Just because the sun is pretty doesn’t mean it’s not dangerous to stare at, Addie.
I want to slap him. But the asshole would probably like it, and then turn around and slap me back. And my dumbass self would probably like it, too.
Did Barney come in here and shit everywhere? Jesus fucking Christ.
“What you’re seeing now is what I see every day. No matter how far I run, how hard I try to escape you—you’re everywhere I go. You’re everything I see. Loving you is like being trapped in a house of mirrors, little mouse. And I’ve never felt so at home while being so lost inside you.”
“I have never pretended to be a good person. But what I did do was create my own fucking morals to live by. I will keep killing every deranged individual who resides on this goddamn planet if it means children don’t have to die, and you don't have to live in danger.”
“I’m going to remind you how good it feels to be mine.”
“One day, you will realize that you are not trapped in a prison,” he murmurs roughly. “You are in my church where I am your God, and you are my equal. I’m not a jail, little mouse, I am your sanctuary.”
“Baby, you rule the fucking kingdom, and I will gladly bow to you.”
“The roses. Why the roses?” I smile. I was waiting for her to ask me about those. “My mother. Her favorite flowers were roses. She always had them all over the house with the thorns clipped so I wouldn’t hurt myself. One year, I told her that I would be sad when she died because all the roses would die with her. So, she gave me a plastic rose and said that as long as I have that rose, she would never be truly gone.” I shrug. “I guess I wanted to see roses all over your house, too. Maybe because you feel like home.”
“Let me know which stars you prefer. The ones above you, or the ones I make you see.”
