God of Malice (Legacy of Gods, #1)
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“Being on your knees is highly recommended indeed. Now, should we begin?”
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I’ve always thought I had unusual family and friends. Heck, Grandpa is a ruthless sociopath. So is my uncle. My brother is even worse.
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A disaster might or might not kill you, princess. But being terrified of it would definitely finish you.
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“Never say never, baby.” “I’m not your baby.” “You’re whatever the fuck I call you, baby.” He tugs on my lip again before he releases my mouth.
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“Killian Carson,” Annika says. “Resident charming god of our high school and The King’s U, too. He's a fourth-year med student, despite being only nineteen. Obviously, he skipped a few grades, like me. Though I only skipped one and I’m seventeen. I’ll be eighteen soon, by the way, so don’t treat me like a kid.”
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As she watches the fireflies, I watch her.
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She’s a stubborn, hotheaded little shit, and I’m here for every fucking second of it.
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For a moment, you want to stop being a good girl and just let whatever lurks inside you loose, isn’t that right?”
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I want to think he’s joking, but I already know that Killian is the worst type of monster to ever exist. A gorgeous monster. A terrifying monster that my body mysteriously comes alive for.
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“Oh, my God,” she breathes out. “That’s right, your god. Worship at my altar, baby.”
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“That’s it. Fight, baby.” His expression is manic, absolutely terrifying. “The more you do, the harder I fuck you.”
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Killian kisses the top of my head and before I can backpedal, he says the words that go straight to my heart. “I’ll make sure you always choose me as much as I choose you.”
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Understand this, Glyndon, there’s nothing noble or tender about what I feel for you. It’s a violent volcano of obsession, possession, and deranged lust. If you want love, then I do love you, but it’s the unorthodox version of love. I love you enough to let you within my walls. I love you enough to let you talk to my demons. I love you enough to allow you to have a hold over me when I’ve never allowed anyone to have the power to destroy me from the inside out.”