Kindle Notes & Highlights
He might be hot, and his voice sends shivers through me, but what an ass.
But fighting alone isn’t enough, the fights make me hot in more ways than one and as soon as I discovered sex after a fumbled, somewhat unfulfilled first time with Danny, one of the trainers at the gym, that became another release for my anger.
There is a wrathful side of her that is calling to me like a beacon. That fact alone calls to my soul, to my very being. I watch her now as her back straightens and she turns on the man.
My fists clench and unclench. I need to make him pay for touching what he shouldn’t have.
I don’t know what makes me lay a claim on Killer, but something draws me to her. I’m here for one purpose only, and that’s to find a Queen I can bend to my will, but something about her is drawing me in. I will make her mine.
Even as pain wracks my body, and the lingering memories haunt me I can’t help feeling turned on to the point I feel like I’m burning up on the inside. I need to quench that thirst.
No one dares stand next to me. I radiate a power that tells people to stay away from me and they do just that. I’m a demon walking among humans, a devil in disguise.
The throne of Hell will be mine, but first I need a Queen.
She’s like a homing beacon, the minute she enters the room I know exactly where she is, and my gaze is dragged to her even though I can’t see her through the throngs of people just yet.
She will be my Queen, that’s all I need her for. To strengthen me and give me the power I need to take over the throne from my father. Nothing more.
I thought I was maybe getting somewhere with Shay but looks like I was wrong. I should probably give up and look elsewhere. She isn’t what I was looking for in a Queen. I want someone who will obey and make me King. I don’t need someone defiant who will push against my boundaries.
“I bet when I touch you, you’ll be so wet for me.”
His fingers grasp onto my hips, digging in hard enough to leave bruises, but all it does is turn me on even more.
I’m losing my grip on reality as my body soars and my eyes close. Pleasure hits me in waves and I thrash around underneath him.
“Come here, little Queen. I need my fill.”
“I want you to come for me again, little Queen.”
I’ve met rock stars, porn stars, and all manner of stars wondering if they would be the one, but I felt nothing, no pull at all to them. It wasn’t until I walked into a little dive bar, outside of Las Vegas that I knew I had found her.
Knocking anyone on their ass isn’t exactly what I wanted, but I’m sure I can make her more compliant to my will, while still keeping some spunk.
A demoness fit to be Queen, I’ll tell her of my plight and ply her with my charm. She’ll be putty in my hands, with enough of her edge to not back down when confronted with any of the issues in my realm.
There is a connection between us. It’s just below the surface and I need her at my side as my Queen as I rule as King of Hell.
I need her to be the one. I need to save my realm and become King of Hell.
I shouldn’t be afraid of Rayla. She’s three feet nothing compared to my six and a half feet, even in my other form I’m taller than her. But I’ve seen when she loses her temper when things aren’t going her way.
I ponder getting Lorcan in trouble and telling Rayla it was an order, not a request, but decide better of it.
And now here we are, with an unknown entity beyond the door of the bedroom. A woman who leaves my hackles raised, and a growl rumbling in my chest.
now I’ve looked properly, I can see her body is toned and fit. Every muscle honed to perfection. She’s perfect. Scowling at my own internal thoughts, I attempt to drag my mind away from her, but my hound is pushing against my skin. He wants out, to do what exactly I don’t even know.
Darkness has a firm grasp on me, not wanting to let me go. Flashes of wings and horns.
The grasp the darkness has on me slowly loosens and I crawl towards the light.
A fire stirs inside me, butterflies fluttering through my stomach. Then I see the knife again and I let out a low growl.
I want to make sure she is worthy of becoming Queen.
The violence should send me running, but instead, the words heat my blood.
A chuckle escapes my lips as she calls Lorcan an asshole. She isn’t wrong, he’s a generous lover but what a dick.
Shay will help me get my powers back, but it doesn’t mean I can’t still make it enjoyable for us both.
She either agreed to help me regain my powers, or I’d just chain her in the dungeon.
She’d be my Queen and follow my orders like a good little girl.
All these demons must die. They wanted to kill me for something I didn’t even do. But soon I’ll be bathing in their blood.
Blood drips over my body and I feel so alive, fire is burning through my veins.
I crave them both. My blood is on fire and only they can douse the heat within me.
Kellan sucks on his fingers and a wave of jealousy hits me at the fact he got to taste her first.
They say hell hath no fury like a woman scorned, Lorcan is a dead man when I get my hands on him.
He chose the wrong woman. I’m not just going to bend to his will and be his puppet.
My demon side is thrashing against my walls, trying to break free. And now with her supple body under mine, and my legs between her thighs, it’s cracking.
My flames reflect off her skin, but they don’t burn her. Instead, they reach for her, wanting to consume her.
“If you’re not the Queen,” He stops and ponders for a moment, “though I believe you are, this circle will collapse and no longer be contained. It will be literal Hell on Earth.”
“We’ll get you fed soon, my Queen. Don’t worry. Maybe I can have you for dessert.”
My hound pushes harder against me, he’s trying to break my hold on my human form. I can’t let him though. He’s wrong. Shay isn’t ours. She belongs to Lorcan and the realm. She’s the Queen and she will never be ours. I need to keep telling myself that. Ours. The words are snarled in my mind.
what I wouldn’t do to fuck her again. But with the glare she’s throwing my way as she strides toward me, I can’t imagine it happening anytime soon.
After stabbing Lorcan in the shoulder, I feel the power rise. Pleased by the fact I took the wrath of my death out on him and made him bleed.
I can feel my power just under my skin again. This time not to punish him, but to take what’s mine from his body.
“You could bring the world to its knees if you wanted to. You have the power. I can feel it.”
“I want to taste every inch of you until you’re screaming out my name and only then will I give you what you want.”
