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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.
Excuse tf out of me. What? How exactly does HDC plan to redeem this glaring circus tent of a red flag?
And I know I’m about to do something bad. I know that I’m going to cross lines I can never come back from, but there’s not an ounce of me that gives a fuck.
Sir... In your introduction you told us you ENJOY torturing people and also murdering them? What lines are you talking about? And when have you EVER cared about them??? Tf???
Surely, that can’t be healthy. Maybe I’ll eat some Cheerios. They say those are good for the heart, right?
Addie, sincerely wtf is wrong with you. You say the stupidest things. Ffs girl be serious right now
She’s so prim and proper, and I’m so… not.
"I'm just not like other girls" -Addie probably
Where she holds herself with regality and grace, I have a terrible habit of slumping and sitting with my legs open.
“I’m not like other girls. I’m irreverent and don’t care about anything” omG ADDIE. Be so for real
finally ask, my eyes glued to Mom’s shiny black Lexus parked outside. Schmancy. So schmancy that it almost seems mocking. A stark difference to this old house, as if to say I’m better than you.
Bitch you for sure just put at least 30k in renovations to your new manor. I don’t wanna hear it 💀
But if my mother is anything, it’s not a liar.
My moms a bitch but not a liar. Way to keep it real. Also this entire dynmic makes no sense.
Her father, John, no longer wanted anything to do with this place, but Nana threw the world’s biggest temper tantrum and forced him to stay in the house his wife died in.” She glances at me, noting the droll look on my face from her insult.
What insult?
It matches my mood perfectly.
We get it. You're chronically dark and moody. ffs
If that makes me a freak, then I would only fit in with the family.
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.
You've told us several times how stupid you are, yet you're conveniently smart for this PAINFUL piece of foreshadowing.
Twelve men won’t be too hard to take down, but
In what f-ing world? Are you superman? Tf??
My ability to hide in the shadows ultimately got them killed.
Cringe
“Be careful, Z,” says my righthand man, Jay.
Our names are all letters now
and only because I was his teacher.
MMC is so hateable for his arrogance alone
It doesn’t take long for them to empty their clips.
World's strongest table
The bullets rip through their brains in such quick succession that their bodies drop at the same time.
I’m not even sure this is physically possible
Sometimes I wish I could just simplify my books and call it a day, but then I wouldn't have the readership I have.
She wishes she could do a bad job for once. So relateable.
“Uh, uh,” Daya snipes, shaking her head at me. “Get ready. We're having a girls night.”
The obligatory WOC that thinks the answer to all of life's problems is alcohol, sex, and dancing.
I also installed a heating system beneath the floors.
How shmancy of you. Hypocrite
I roll my eyes. “Daya, it's hard to find a man these days that can even fuck right. You think I'm going to find a man that will kill in my honor, too? That's cute.”
More painful foreshadowing
It’s fucking hotter than Hades’s ballsack, and the alcohol pumping through my veins doesn’t help matters.
HDC were you inebriated at the time this sentence was written? Wtf
Social situations nearly send me into hibernation, but I’ve always been skilled at flirting. Too bad most times, I can’t stand to do it. Men have a unique way of killing my mood every time I come within ten feet of them.
for someone that hates being around men, you're such a pick me.
“I’m Addie. And this is Daya,” I introduce, pointing towards my best friend. She offers a smile, but her stare is sharp and assessing. She’s too keen and intelligent to get sucked into danger, like I tend to
A) you can call her your friend. It doesn't have to be bestie every time
B) Are you too smart or are you stupid and naive? Which is it??
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.
Lol
He glances down towards the sound. “Are you okay?” he asks, his voice only seeming to quieten further.
Wtf is that word
but yet,
Hdc, girlie, your editor failed you
This room is a glass box. The ceiling, the walls, everywhere around us is one big window. It’s also the best spot to be in. It overlooks the cliff edge, the waters glittering beneath the moonlight.
You know what would be lit? Banging a rando in a glass box when I know I have a stalker. Bonus points if I know the stalker is homicidal AND JUST TEXT-THREATENED ME. Flawless logic.
The building went into foreclosure, and I bought it for dirt cheap. And then spent hundreds of thousands of dollars transforming it into an impenetrable fortress. I converted the main floor
I’m richer than God and I drive a mustang.
I’m a big man, but I’m just as capable of throwing out my back as the next person. I’m still a human fucking being.
I’m richer than God, a homicidal maniac, impervious to bullets, but I’m just like the rest of you. I also have a bad back
But they get paid way too much to ask stupid questions that’ll get them killed.
So angry. So murderous. So much smarter than everyone
The crunch of bone beneath my fist is nearly orgasmic. By the time I’m pulling my fist away, blood is squirting from his broken nose. He spits, and a tooth flies out of his mouth and onto my floor. I’m going to shove my foot up his ass just for that.
SO VIOLENT. How is this redeemable 🙃
“Did you really think I was going to kill just you?” I volley back, quirking a brow to show how unimpressed I am with his warning.
“Didn’t you know I can kill everyone? Idiot”
His face turns beet red, like the apples my mother used to pluck for me from the orchard as a kid. Always loved those things.
So unhinged. Mommy issues right here
Archie sniffs, not the slightest bit of remorse reflecting in his cold eyes. The narcissistic assholes never are. Somehow, they twist it in their head that the victim deserved it and whatever injuries inflicted upon them were their own fault.
Wow. Pot, meet kettle. This take is so unhinged because it’s trying to distinguish between Arch and Zade in this scene. There is literally no true distinction. Both narcissists, both evil. Bad take
Archie wouldn’t know how to have proper rough sex if he was given a fucking manual for it. He hurts women because he enjoys it. He doesn’t know how to push women to the edge of pain and pleasure, balancing between the two and making them desperate for more.
Oh and you’re so altruistic toward women. See highlight number ONE
I take a deep breath. “I know, you’re right. I guess I just don’t like that he’s hurt—maybe dead—because of me. I would’ve much preferred one of his many enemies caught up with him.”
Many enemies is not a real thing people say. Just enemies would have been fine.
“Okay, just bill me for it,” I agree. I like the idea of having cameras in my house. It makes me feel better about someone sneaking around when I can’t see them.
How schmancy of you. How money of you.
The last time I asked him about it, he said something evil happened here.
Stereotypical superstitious brown man. Check
“Don’t do anything yet. Wait till I get there,” Daya orders. “Go take a couple of shots and wait for me.”
Not call the police. Not call the FBI. “Get wasted”
“This guy is fucking deranged,” Daya spits, picking up the box to inspect the hands closer. “Definitely Arch’s too. He’s got that stupid ass star tattoo on his thumb.” I blink, curious how she even knows that, but still too much in shock to open my mouth and ask.
*foreshadowing*
While I will enjoy punishing you for every time you call the police, let’s hold off this time. Wouldn’t want to have to hurt them next, little mouse. Is this guy shitting me? He’s going to punish me? Don’t you think sending me fucking severed hands is punishment enough, asshole?
Aaaaaaagggghhhh threatening the cops is not very morally grey of you
“I think you need to listen this time,” she says quietly. I look up at her, having come to the same conclusion. This guy is dangerous. Very dangerous.
WE DO NOT NEGOTIATE WITH TERRORISTS
I mean, I do have a hand-chopping, possible murderer stalking me. But
But what Addie? Good God
“Okay, in the meantime, I’m going to dispose of these hands. I’ll be back in an hour, and then we’re getting hammered.”
Dispose of the evidence and then get trashed. Solid plan. No flaws.
“Authorities reported Arch’s entire family dead. His father, two brothers, an uncle, and two cousins. I don’t know the details because the crime was fucking smooth as hell. No witnesses. No evidence. Nothing.”
I hate this. A man can either be amazing or arrogant. He can’t be both
But while I make a lot of stupid decisions—and I mean a lot—I’m not stupid enough to believe he won’t show up here soon.
Ahhh she’s back to the ongoing debate of her intelligence or lack thereof
No fucking idea how ballerinas do it.
“I’m so quirky. I am so special”
My bedroom door’s shut. Adrenaline steadily releases into my bloodstream like injecting heroin in a vein.
Why heroine??
I stand outside my door, staring at it as if it’s going to grow a face and warn me of what’s inside. That’d totally be beneficial right now.
Yet another personification of an object that makes her uneasy
