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Treacherous (Twisted Youth #1) Treacherous by Chloe Walsh
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“You kissed that little fruitcake because she's the first person to set you on fire and make you feel something other than numbness…”
Chloe Walsh, Treacherous
“He called me a stupid bitch and I had responded by bitch-slapping his face and calling him a horse's ass.”
Chloe Walsh, Treacherous
“Hot boys are mean. Nice boys are gay. The good ones are taken…" She trailed off before casting a fleeting glance around the room. "Every time I look around at the male student-body in this school, I consider becoming a lesbian.”
Chloe Walsh, Treacherous
“I know karate.” And seven other Chinese words…”
Chloe Walsh, Treacherous
“Do you, Thorn?" he whispered, brown eyes deep, delicious and locked on mine. "Do you want to touch me?" Yes, yes, bloody hell yes…”
Chloe Walsh, Treacherous
“She gave me her best I-hate-your-guts looks and I leaned back in my seat, cocked my head to one side, and told her blow-me with my eyes.”
Chloe Walsh, Treacherous
“How the hell did we get here?" "Get where?" Pressing his lips to my throat, Noah ran his tongue over my pulse. "To the point where I can't fucking breathe without you.”
Chloe Walsh, Treacherous
“And then Hope used an evil-bastard of a trick. She used the puppy eyes.”
Chloe Walsh, Treacherous
“had a hard enough time fitting in back home in Ireland, so what hope did I have in America – with bears and earthquakes and heat waves, spiders, snakes and tornados? The worst I'd seen in Ireland was a daddy-long-legs and a bit of rain. I didn't do Fahrenheit, I was a Celsius girl, and anything over sixteen degrees was too much for me.”
Chloe Walsh, Treacherous
“And if you feel like he feels, baby," he crooned. "Then come on, uh, come on, whoo, let's get it on," Cam husked with a shit-eating grin etched across his handsome face. "Giving yourself to Me…ssina…”
Chloe Walsh, Treacherous
“When I realized what was lying on top of my car, strings burst, wooden body smashed to pieces, a scream ripped from my throat.”
Chloe Walsh, Treacherous