Hunting Adeline (Cat and Mouse, #2)

by H.D. Carlton

I’m going to burn the entire fucking world down until I find her, and I don’t care who gets burnt.

It’s always disbelief. As if they didn’t see it coming. Or maybe, they just can’t accept the fact that they’re actually dying. Men like this, who have lived their lives so selfishly and with no regard for others’ lives, are always the most desperate to live forever. But they never understood that’s what makes them so goddamn weak. It’s the people who have no regard for their own life—people like me. We are the ones that are the deadliest.

I will gladly pour gasoline on everything in my path and set it aflame, if only it leads me back to my mouse.

Men have this funny habit of thinking they're entitled to women, especially when they don't respect them. As if their respect is a determining factor on how women deserve to be treated.

The police spend more time arresting the girls for their crimes rather than trying to save them. ‘Merica.

God? I need you right now. I need you to bestow whatever voodoo shit you got up your sleeve, so I don't fucking murder this man.

I’m coming home with my little mouse tonight. And then? We’re going to burn down the world together.

“The very people you want to kill are the founding fathers of society’s morals. I killed their expectations of me, and then I sliced open their throats to show them that they would never control me. They will only ever answer for their crimes, and I have no problem being the executioner.

"Without you, I will shatter. But with you, I am indestructible."

“I don’t care if I need to set this world on fire until there’s no one left but you and me. The world will burn around us, and I’ll gladly live in chaos with you as long as the only person that is a danger to you is me.”

Such manly men, they are. I’d like to see if that ideology holds firm when they’re running for their lives or if they’ll die in a puddle of piss and regret.

“I’m so sorry, Mom. I don’t want to do this life without you, so stay with me, okay?”

You can’t truly love someone if you’ve never hated them. Two sides to a double-edged sword, and they both cut fucking deep.