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Lessons in Corruption (The Fallen Men, #1) Lessons in Corruption by Giana Darling
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“Never met a woman like you. Know I won’t again. You find somethin’ worth keepin’, you find a way to fuckin’ keep it. Not gonna stop, and just so you know, I got it that this could get you fired, that this could cause you embarrassment but what I got to say to that is this: whatever pain and ugliness I bring you by bein’ with you, I promise I’ll bring you double that in sweetness and beauty. You hear me on that, because I may be a man without a normal moral compass, but I’m a man who makes a woman a promise, and I’ll die before I break it.”
Giana Darling, Lessons in Corruption
“Paradise Lost quotes, “The mind is its own place, and in itself can make a heaven of hell or a hell of heaven.”
Giana Darling, Lessons in Corruption
“Made from me, for me,” he murmured into my hair. “The perfect Queen.”
Giana Darling, Lessons in Corruption
“When life gives you lemons, grab the tequila”
Giana Darling, Lessons in Corruption
“Love you,” I told him. “Bone of my bone,” he replied.”
Giana Darling, Lessons in Corruption
“I’m not your fuckin’ boyfriend... No, I am your man, babe.”
Giana Darling, Lessons in Corruption
“If I’m going to hell, I might as well enjoy the view.”
Giana Darling, Lessons in Corruption
“Because I love you,” he growled. “Because I fuckin’ love you enough to tear the world apart if it wrongs you, if it causes even a minute of misery for my girl with the whiskey eyes. Never felt this way about anything and I don’t want to ever again.”
Giana Darling, Lessons in Corruption
“Grown women don’t get on their knees for boys, do they Cressida? So, you have a choice. You can tell me to get out or you can get on your knees for me now and I’ll show you how a real man treats his woman, starting by letting you worship my d#$k with that beautiful mouth of yours like I know you’re aching to.”
Giana Darling, Lessons in Corruption
“Fit to me
Made for me
Bone of my bone
Broken
Lost or freed
You are a state of mine
Eternal
Bone of my bone”
Giana Darling, Lessons in Corruption
tags: king, love
“You are the king of all the fears that ruled my life, a man of ferocity and passion and balls to the wall determination and endless, boyish enthusiasm. You crack the soul of life open in your palms and drink your fill. A man like that needs a queen by his side,” I murmured, repeating my excuse for our breakup back to him in a way that had his eyes clicking to life like flashlights. “And I’m that queen. I will match your ferocity. I will exceed your passion and challenge your balls to the wall determination. I will see your boyish enthusiasm and raise you my newborn love for life. I will stand beside my biker King and be his rough-and-tumble Queen, even if it takes me the next ten years to convince you to take me back.”
Giana Darling, Lessons in Corruption
“It seemed so obvious to me that I was more than just in love with him, that I lived and breathed only when he was near. How could I have failed to mention that?”
Giana Darling, Lessons in Corruption
“Pressed up against me on the back of my bike, you’d get to know me pretty quick,” he retorted.”
Giana Darling, Lessons in Corruption
“The truth was, he was young, too wild and reckless, filled to the brim with sex and vigor. His eyes promised to burn me alive, incinerate my inhibitions, turn my morals into ash and my soul into tinder. He held the torch, the threat against everything I had ever stood for, and he had the balls to dare me to come closer. Yet somehow, I found myself obeying, willingly laying myself on the pyre at his feet with open arms. Because if I was going to burn, I was going to make sure we did it together.”
Giana Darling, Lessons in Corruption
“I wanted to turn my body into one of his poems, an ode to me written in my skin and bones.”
Giana Darling, Lessons in Corruption
“He kissed me the way little girls dream about being kissed at their weddings, the way teenagers like to see in movies. The way most grown women have given up on wishing for.”
Giana Darling, Lessons in Corruption
“Made from me, for me,”
Giana Darling, Lessons in Corruption
“Your heart rests in the gaps Between my ribs it sits and breathes my breath It webs the links between my toes And when I swim, my Queen, it is on you I float”
Giana Darling, Lessons in Corruption
“I was a good woman who had fallen in love with the ultimate bad boy.”
Giana Darling, Lessons in Corruption
“found its way to the back of my neck, under my hair. I realized that he did it when he wanted to connect with me, when he needed to reassure both of us that I was his. It scared me how much I liked it. How much I needed it too.”
Giana Darling, Lessons in Corruption
“They warmed me always, made me feel watched in a way that was pure admiration, like he was a painter and I his muse. In a way, through his little apple poems and one-line compliments, I was.”
Giana Darling, Lessons in Corruption
“And how do I act with Cressida Irons? Who am I to her?” “You’re a King who makes her want to be his rough-and-tumble Queen,”
Giana Darling, Lessons in Corruption
“One bite of the apple, one taste of temptation, and it’s fuckin’ hard to go back”
Giana Darling, Lessons in Corruption
“Shut up, lock the door and come here. Detention is in session.”
Giana Darling, Lessons in Corruption
“Your voice is between the lines, my Queen

Echoed in the white before the black

It is the swell of words that rest

Behind the apex of my throat

Your scent is caught between my teeth

Sinks among the groves there and gives them taste

Of clouds, dew upon my palate,

I hide you under my tongue

Your body walks my lines at night

It warms the skin beneath my arms, settles

Against my chest, a thumb in the hollow of the collar bone

It whispers your breath into mine

Your heart rests in the gaps

Between my ribs it sits and breathes my breath

It webs the links between my toes

And when I swim, my Queen, it is on you I float”
Giana Darling, Lessons in Corruption
“No one person is good or evil, and paradoxically Satan, the character who is traditionally meant to embody all that is bad in the world, is the one to illustrate how natural it is to be at conflict with both, to embody the two.”
Giana Darling, Lessons in Corruption
“No God in this bedroom, Cress. Call me what I am: your King,”
Giana Darling, Lessons in Corruption
“We’re complicated,” King said again without raising his hand. “People judge everyone based on shallow crap: how hot they are, how rich and academically accomplished. It’s bullshit, because at the end of the day, the one thing everyone can relate to is the grind to get to that place. We all suffer, we all fucking grieve and sin every damn day. It’s that dark stuff that makes those characters real to us.”
Giana Darling, Lessons in Corruption
“Like winning with you, Cress, but it’s never losin’ so long as you’re the one happy in the end.”
Giana Darling, Lessons in Corruption
“And I got you. You’re mine, little Queen. And I’m going to take everything from you.”
Giana Darling, Lessons in Corruption

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