Pretty Monsters (Pretty Monsters Trilogy, #1)

by Kimberly Carrillo

Tomorrow is something I'd given up on before time had meaning to me. Tomorrow is for people who have hope; I barely have morals.

"I hate you," she says under her breath. Grabbing her chin I turn her face back towards mine. "Good. Hold on to that feeling. I'm not someone to love, Princess. I'm the one who will haunt your dreams and torment your days, but right now I'm the only thing standing between you and something much worse. Sometimes you need a monster to fight one." Jerking her chin out of my hold she raises it indignantly. "Are you my monster?" "Only if you are my princess," I toss back at her.

"Princesses need to be saved. They wait around for a man to get them from a tower, or wake them up with a kiss. That's not going to be me." "And who are you going to be?" he asks. "I'm going to be the one who burns the world down."

Hope is painful, but living without it? That's like dying slowly.

His need to protect me isn't because he thinks I'm weak, it's because I make him weak.

I'd burn down the world to protect her. If anything I'm more dangerous now than I ever have been, because now I have a reason to live.

"I need a word that fits better. I live you, breathe you, fucking need you. When I say you're my everything I mean I would probably die without you at this point."

He isn't going to give up his future to save mine. I'm not the damsel in some fairytale. I'm a warrior, and it's time he learns I can fight my own damn battles.