Little Shock of Hate (Creature Cafe, #4)

by Clio Evans

“No, sir, that’s not what I agreed to. If you want a bitch that will obey you without question, you should have gone to the pet center. I’m here for a date, not to be commanded.”

“I’m not a good man, Noah. But I will take care of you. You’re alone in this world, and so am I. I’m tired of being alone.”

“I like knowing that they want it. I like pleasuring them with pain. I want to be the center of their nightmares and their wet dreams. I want those to be one and the same.”

“Fancy,” I chuckled. It wasn’t every day a guy was tag teamed by a demon and a gargoyle and then served breakfast in bed.

You’ve completely changed me in just a couple of days, and now I’m convinced that you’re more powerful than any god or devil in this world. I’ve never been defeated so easily.”

He was fickle, demented, downright evil— a monster. But he was my monster. My downright evil, demented, fickle mate that had found me.

All of the manipulation and smooth words that I had used to get by my entire life felt long gone. I couldn’t twist him into doing what I wanted now.