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“If I catch you disobeying me one more time, you won’t get to come. Am I understood?”
“Guessh the bright shide is that nothing can happen to us. I-If one of us goes misshing and the Society ss-suspects foul play, guess what? They will up and relocate within hourss.”
“You’re much more pleasant when you don’t know I’m around,”
I blow out a breath and start kneading his shoulder muscles. It feels like pressing my knuckles into a boulder.
Slowly, he relaxes beneath my touch, his muscles beginning to loosen beneath my persistent fingers. “Tell me,” I whisper,
Sometimes people just aren’t meant to live through that trauma. A shell of who they could’ve been. Broken and fighting every day not to die.
Foreshadowing??
want you to lay down with me, Zade.”
!!!
“Because the first time I fuck you, I want you to have all of me. Not just bits and pieces.”
“I’m not whole right now. And I can’t worship you when all I see is her.”
Satan’s Affair
TBR
She has a large family, and they’ve always welcomed me with open arms. Their get-togethers are loud with laughter and games, and I die of bliss every time I eat their food.
She invited to the cookout
God, Addie, please tell me you didn’t sell yourself to him.”
Her momma is a BITCH
“She’s dressed as a doll.”
That broken doll
They’re too good at their job.
She doesn’t look the least bit jealous but incredibly concerned for the girl dressed up as a broken doll.
The broken doll is in a staring contest with Mark, exchanging smiles like an addict and their dealer.
Her brown hair is pulled up in pigtails, with pink bows wrapped around them. Dull, brown eyes stare at me, intent shining brightly behind the makeup on her face.
She’s wearing a thin white nightgown, leaving little to the imagination. I barely notice her nipples poking through the thin fabric. No, what my eyes lock in on is the outline
They’ll soon realize that I sit on the fucking throne, and their nightmares bow to me. I’m far worse than any monster they could ever imagine.
The house is painted all black—no array of colors, flashing of lights, or smoke.
though Zade doesn’t quite scare me as much—except for maybe right now—the feelings he brings out of me certainly do.
I’m completely vulnerable to him. I’m well and truly trapped in the spider’s web, and the son of a bitch is poisonous.
I don’t think I’m running from him anymore, but rather from the person I’m going to be when he’s finished with me.
man that I should loathe, but… I don’t. I just don’t.
he’s also one of the most admirable men I’ve ever met. The devotion and passion he has for saving women and children stolen away from their homes and lives, he’s doing something massive in the world and making an impact in a substantial way.
“So, you’re going to be my bad girl tonight? Lie to my face and act like your pussy isn’t aching to be filled up with my cock.”
“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.”
LOVE HIM!!!
Love is an enigma, and it's redefined every time someone says it.”
would let them watch me claim you as mine and own every inch of your body. They would watch my cock fill every one of your holes and then watch you cry because of how hard you came. And then I’d fucking kill them. My cock would still be wet from your cum as I’d slice their throats for even daring to look at what’s mine.”
“You’re psychotic,”
AND IS!!
“You will learn to love it,”
AND DO!!
Two severe knife wounds blemish his skin—one cutting across his heart and the other across his defined abs. The skin is raised and jagged, a stark pink against his tanned skin.
Where there aren't scars, there are intricate tattoos. A dragon coils up his side and across his chest, fire blooming from its mouth and down Zade's shoulder. A mermaid rests on the opposite side, a beautiful woman peering over her naked shoulder.
He’s… fucking phenomenal.
Thick thighs, tight round ass, and a defined back that I want to rub myself all over, and the most beautiful cock I’ve ever seen.
Greyson Parker,
“Brandon Havatti, Carlos Santonio, Tyler Sanders…”
he continues to list off every man I’ve been with.
“Maybe one day you’ll let me treat this cunt like glass and show it all my love, but you’ve been a bad girl, haven’t you?”
That masterpiece of jagged scars and rough edges fucked me into oblivion and vowed that I’d have his babies one day. I can’t breathe.
“Why the fuck do you look and smell like you just got fucked?”
But how can I feel like a god, yet be completely stripped of power when it comes to her?
Claire is an abused woman who deserves to live a life in peace. But she also bore witness to a crime,
I let her have her fun, visiting all the haunted houses and creepy carnival tents, and ride the thrill rides, all while I stayed quietly behind her, just out of sight. Making sure no one even looked at her funny without consequences.
she's mentally ill.
“She was already marked.”
took a picture of her because she looked familiar. And when she told me her name, I realized that she was a target of the Society’s. It worked out perfectly that they happened to call me, and I told them everything. She… she’s worth a lot of money, man. And the Society wants her.
