Summoned to the Wilds (Villains & Virtues, #2)

by A.K. Caggiano

“Please.” Damien’s eyes rolled with an untensing of his shoulders. “How difficult is it to lord over the Accursed Wastes? There’s nothing here. The Infernal Darkness is significantly more complex and evolved. It’s not even on this plane.”

“I have standards, Amma,” he insisted. “I’m a much more civilized villain than that.”

The blood mage sat at the other end, lips pulled into a thin line, hands flexing as if he didn’t know what to do with them.

Mr. Darcy move!

She curled up in a chair with the most promising one and finished off a story that really had no use for plot but did an extraordinary job of immersing her into the lasciviousness of a relationship neither character had any business being in.

“So, you believe in at least one of them gods, don’t ya?” Amma’s mouth went dry, blinking back to her, and her voice came out hoarse, “Uh, well, I guess? All of them, actually.” “Aww, that’s cute.”

words were meant to make women dangerous—that was, in fact, one of the best things they did.

“I know, it’s not very nice, deception,” he said, hand cupping the side of her face and thumb running over her bottom lip, “but you should remember what I told you when we first met: I’m not very nice.”

Damien Bloodthorne > Xaden Riorson

She thrashed against the bindings around her wrists in a useless effort to escape them and cried out, “Gods, Damien, for goodness’s sake, that’s so stupid and noble! Please just take advantage of me!”

“I would just gladly be swallowed by endless darkness upon endless darkness if it meant not hurting you because I have never cared so deeply for another being. I cannot explain or understand how you have broken me in this way, but you have made me feel…things that are maddening.”

She said my mother and father were like salamanders in a volcano. Do you know how much a salamander would adore being in a volcano, Amma?” “How much?” “Quite a bloody lot!” He threw his hands up then let them fall back on his chest with a great sigh.