Sweet Surrender (King's Trace Antiheroes, #1)

by Sav R. Miller

The dull fire burning there tells me all I need to know about her. She may look pure, but there’s dirt on her soul—a skeleton handcuffed to her wrist that she’s been forced to drag around for as long as she can remember.

And holy fucking hell, I want her. Want to break her body in half as I dive inside, filling her veins with my blood.

Parents have that ability; they create you, and in return, you spend your whole life craving their approval, even if they don’t deserve it.