Cross (Dark Kingdom, #4)

by Shantel Tessier

I want to be fucked—held down, hair pulled, slap my ass and call me your good little slut, fucked.

I don’t care what any man tells you—we know pretty quickly if we’re going to let you go or want you to stick around.

I’m not Jesus, nor do I have Alzheimer’s. I don’t forgive, and I don’t forget.”

“Depend on a man to feed you, and you give him the power to starve you.”

She’s my altar, where I kneel and repent for all the sins I’ve committed over the years. The souls I’ve taken.

“And when a King finds his queen, he’s one hundred percent committed.”

This woman is my damnation. I’ve always known I was going to hell; now I know it’ll be her who sends me there. Because I will do absolutely anything for her. She doesn’t even have to ask.

Alexa Jade Milner is the fire I’ve always craved and never want to put out.

The road to being a King is paved with dead bodies. Eventually, our sins will catch up with us and demand payment for all the carnage we leave behind. They can have my Kingdom, but they will never touch my Queen. I will set fire to the world and watch it all burn, me included, before I let her pay for my sins.