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

by Sav R. Miller

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.

This is relatble for everyone at some point or another

“You may be surprised, amore mio. Many of us decide against choice because of duty. Loyalty.” I ignore the fact that he just called me his love in Italian.

The verg first foreshadowing of the relationship... The first speak of the word love always makes me giddy!!!

I’m the golden child our father smiles down upon, but I don’t let her see the truth. She doesn’t know what he’s done to me—what he’d do to her if given the chance. Ignorance keeps her safe.

The saying ignorance is bliss has never rang truer. In my life and in theirs, its odd really. SOmetimes it feels like I am watching a movie of my life knowing more than the characters because it was already revealed to me in the previous act. Knowing how it all falls apart.

the little topolina is mine. I have a feeling she might be worth it.

One encounter and he knows... This is the stuff of fantasy that most people want. Not love at first sight, love at second. The first was just confirmation of something worth it.

Jesus, he could probably kill someone in front of me right here, right now, and I’d lay back and spread my legs like nothing happened.

Here's to hoping...

What kind of a fucking husband just disappears on his wife?

A man so hell bent on being a good husband that it hurts. He finds any reason to blame himself for her actions.

“I want you to know I’m putting that girl back together if it’s the last fucking thing I do. Her scars are not permanent; they’re erasable. Just. Like. You.”