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February 23 - February 23, 2025
WARNING YOU NOW, ALL MY BOOKS START WITH MURDER…
IF AN ASSHOLE WEARS A NORTHFACE AND LOAFERS HE WON’T KNOW WHERE YOUR CLIT IS…BUT HE MIGHT HAVE A 401K SO…
“You know I don’t discriminate. Have dick? Will sit on it.”
“I mean, like, don’t they know Tinder is supposed to be for hookups? I don’t get why they all get so upset when I tell them we had fun, but there won’t be a repeat.”
Nikki called me her Latin beauty of a sister. Where she was soft and sweet, I was all sass and tended to stab when mad.
HOW DOES ONE FIND A MC CLUBHOUSE WITH HOT MEN IRL?
Skeletons of Society wasn’t exactly a boy scout troop, so lots of effort went into shielding the club from wandering eyes—both from the law and from other “upstanding citizen groups” like ourselves.
NIKKI IS THE FRIEND THAT WANTS YOU TO EMBRACE YOUR INNER HOE AND SOMEHOW YOU END UP WITH YOUR TITS OUT…
“La Brujita is such a fitting fuckin’ name for you. Witch—you’re actually a witch.”
“I will not be hooking up with any of the Skeletons of Society MC members, Nikki,” I said dryly, earning me an eye roll. “I’ll be running the deal with them, so I need them to take me seriously.”
BOYS ARE DUMB AND THERE’S SOMETHING SO SATISFYING ABOUT LAUGHING AT THEM…
“I think she’d put on the luchador mask for you.”
THIS CHAPTER STARTED IT ALL, Y’ALL. IT’S THE FIRST THING I EVER WROTE
“Fuck. The sexual tension between you two is like fuckin’ foreplay.”
THE TENSION IS DEFINITELY FOREPLAY
Her bite is just as bad as her bark. Worse, actually. That’s a woman who doesn’t need a man to stand in front of her. She needs one who knows when to stand beside her, behind her, or kneel in front of her. ¿Entiendes? You do those things for her, and she’ll gift you her submission and loyalty. And that woman is loyal…to a fault.”
THIS IS THE SKIN OF A KILLER, BELLA
“First of all, don’t call me sexy. Don’t call any woman you just randomly met sexy. Learn our fucking names first. It’s not a turn-on like you think it is. And second off, ‘this thing’ is a fully restored ’67 Impala. Be respectful.”
“Ryan, where the hell ya been, loca?” he asked. Now it was my turn to laugh. “Dexy, did you just quote Twilight?”
THIS SCENE IS TOP FUCKING TIER. UGH, HOLD MY THROAT AND TELL ME TO SWALLOW
“T-Swift, Gunner? Someone is a fan if that’s what you call her.” I threw my arms up in exasperation. This girl is fucking clueless, and this is going to be a bloodbath.
HOLY SHIT. THIS MAN WOULD REACH MY CERVIX FOR SURE.
ALL I WANTED AS A READER WAS A VIOLENT FMC WHO DIDN’T FEEL BAD ABOUT IT. SO I WROTE IT…
I DID, IN FACT, ASK MY HUSBAND IF SOMEONE WAS *PEW PEWED* IN THE KNEE IF IT WOULD HAVE TO BE AMPUTATED…
“I REALIZED THAT DARKNESS DIDN’T EQUAL EVIL. GOOD INTENTIONS OFTEN NEEDED TO BE ACCOMPLISHED WITH WHAT SOMEONE HAD DETERMINED WERE SINS.”
I had known the fucker too long, and the very sound of Dex referring to himself as Daddy made me want to throw up in my mouth.
“You watched her fucking shoot a man in the kneecap…” Dex sounded like he had just fallen in love, and it fucking irked me.
SEXTING IN BOOKS IS HOT. SEXTING IN REAL LIFE IS TOO MUCH WORK
I’M SORRY, THE ASSHOLE SAID WHAT?!
“DON’T SHOOT HIM. DON’T SHOOT HIM. DON’T…FUCK IT. STAB HIM.” — I MAY OR MAY NOT HAVE THOUGHT THIS BEFORE
Y’ALL ARE ABOUT TO GET A NEW KINK. THANK ME LATER
“I want to fuck you, Ryan. To absolutely destroy you, put you back together, and do it all over again.”
You’re the only man I’ve ever wanted to let close. I don’t know what voodoo you’ve worked on me, but I want you, Gunner,”
“You’re the one known as La Brujita, Ryan.” His lips landed on the back of my neck, sucking gently. “You bewitched me.”
“I’m keeping you, Ryan. You hear? When all the shit hits the fan, when you fight me, when you question everything, ’cause you will. None of that will keep you from me. You won’t get away.”
Opening up meant heartbreak, and I already knew he would shred my war-torn heart to pieces. But I was learning I liked the pain and pleasure Gunner gave me.
The moment your mouth opened when I first saw you, I knew I was fucked. We are destined to burn in chaos together, so we might as well have great sex while doing it.”
Gunner somehow saw my jagged edges, and instead of trying to smooth them out, he wasn’t afraid of running his tongue over them—even if it meant getting cut.
“I’m fucked, Ryan. Utterly fucked. And I can’t seem to care,” he whispered.
“OUR HARDENED HEARTS BEAT ONLY FOR THOSE WE FELT NEEDED CARING FOR. AND WE DIDN’T BLINK AN EYE WHEN VIOLENCE WAS REQUIRED TO PUNISH THOSE WHO DESERVED IT.”
She was so beautiful, with her scarred, caring heart and attitude as sharp as the blade she wielded. We were one and the same, she and I.
“You know, she kind of scares me. But also, low-key, I want to be her,” Dex piped up from beside me.
“You’re mine, Ryan. You fucking hear me? Every goddamned thing about you calls to my soul, and I’m never letting you go,”
His sins are not your own, and you are not guilty of them. Do not punish yourself for something that was never your doing.”
