Wretched (Never After, #3)

by Emily McIntire

Grief is a weird thing. It’s the only emotion in the world people claim to understand yet treat as an inconvenience.

“I don’t want to stalk you, pretty girl.”

“I want to fuck you.”

I don’t think anyone has ever fucked me like this. Quick and dirty and like he doesn’t want anything else but me.

Definitely the best I’ve ever had.

How can someone so fucking beautiful be so goddamn bad?

I am your judge, jury, and executioner. Which means you answer to me.”

She’s going to ruin my fucking life.

But if I’m her calm, then she is my chaos, and if I can’t live with her forever, then I don’t want to live at all.