Deadly Little Promises (Kings of Bolten, #3)
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“Yes, I’m sure. If it doesn’t work out, we all die together.” Dom gave me a dark look, confirming what I’d already figured.
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I stared at Vin, knowing it was definitely time to get this shit over with. My pulse roared in my ears. “I love you.” His lips quirked up in a small smile. “I fucking love you too, hornet ass.”
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Levin swooped in from the shadows and punched Fox in the jaw while Vin struggled to his feet. Levin whirled around and threw Vincent over his shoulder as Fallon covered him. I already had Bianca in my arms and was rushing toward the door with Levin hot on my heels as the horsemen shouted. Their return gunfire pinged around us in the dim light. “Fuck. Go, go, go,” Levin grunted. “Not going to make it,” I shouted. We dove behind the stack of pallets and barrels, which I fucking prayed weren’t filled with explosives as the grenade went off. I didn’t know if Cole had thrown it or held onto it like ...more
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“Thank fuck. Thank you, God.” Tears blurred my vision as I rocked her in my arms.
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“Nice grenade, fucker,” he rasped weakly, his eyes barely open. One was nearly swollen shut. “I was impressed.” “Anything to impress you, Vin,” I said.
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“You’re going to be OK,” Levin said with a grunt. He took Vin’s face between his hands and made him look at him. “Tell me. Fucking say it to me, Vincent.” “I-I’m go-going to b-be O-OK,” he said, weakly. Levin visibly swallowed. “Right. You come out of this, and I’ll give you anything you want.” “Y-yeah? P-promise?” “I promise.” Levin swept Vincent’s dark hair out of his eyes. “M-maybe we c-could do that one thing w-with B a-again.” Levin licked his lips. “Yeah. We can.” Vincent breathed out, a smile on his lips. “OK. N-no t-takebacks, fucker.”
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I stepped forward before Levin could stop me and planted my fist in the center of Tate’s face.