God of Malice (Legacy of Gods, #1)

by Rina Kent

“Well, I didn’t like what you did afterward. Why the hell did you post that picture on IG?” “My, baby. Are you stalking me?” I grin. “Mom, come pick me up. I’m scared.”

“Don’t go putting labels on me. See, what I gather about love is that it’s noble, tender, and means if you love someone enough, you may have to let them go. 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.” My heart beats so hard, I think it’s attempting to fly out of my chest and somehow fuse with his.

you’ll never be able to take her away from me. You can break my legs and arms, but I can still crawl toward her.”