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Shadowed Heart (A Death So Sweet, #1) Shadowed Heart by Candace Wondrak
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“I knew I was not mother material. I didn’t want to spend hours pushing out a wailing, bloody baby while pissing and shitting myself, all to be forced to take care of it for the next eighteen to twenty-five years—probably the latter, being realistic in this economy.”
Candace Wondrak, Shadowed Heart
“Cocks were easy things; if you knew how to stroke it, you could lead any guy to erupt. But a pussy? A clit? It was a puzzle very few guys had put together, an enigma wrapped in a conundrum they just couldn’t seem to understand.  I partly blamed the shitty American health classes you had to take in high school and junior high; you pretty much learned everything there was to know about dicks, but learning anything about what a girl had between her legs was asking too much of the system.”
Candace Wondrak, Shadowed Heart
“I gave him a kiss, acting like I was moving down to do a little sucky-suck when in reality I was getting ready to stabby-stab.”
Candace Wondrak, Shadowed Heart
“Oh. Uh, yeah. I might be a teeny, tiny killer of men. You know, no biggie or anything there, right? Who didn’t want to kill a few guys now and then? Totally normal. I wasn’t out of my mind in the slightest. ”
Candace Wondrak, Shadowed Heart
“Why would God ever send one of his angels into hell when that poor angel could never fight back?  No, the girl staring back at me was nothing more than a fucking liar. A whore. A demon with a pretty face. She was nothing but a bloodthirsty killer whose appetite would never be sated.”
Candace Wondrak, Shadowed Heart
“There was nothing worse than a man who thought I owed him shit because I walked by looking pretty. Nothing at all.”
Candace Wondrak, Shadowed Heart
“A voice like that… it was heaven sent. Heaven sent and attached to a demon who wore a pretty face. A voice like that could whisper lies and truths in the same sentence and you’d be none the wiser.”
Candace Wondrak, Shadowed Heart
“Why sing when the honeyed voice only brought devils to your door?”
Candace Wondrak, Shadowed Heart
“Besides, hatred was so much more fun to deal with than love. Love was nothing more than a game fools played at. Hatred? You didn’t get purer than that, you couldn’t find a more real emotion than that.”
Candace Wondrak, Shadowed Heart
“The blood of the covenant was stronger than the waters of the womb.”
Candace Wondrak, Shadowed Heart
“gave him a kiss, acting like I was moving down to do a little sucky-suck when in reality I was getting ready to stabby-stab.”
Candace Wondrak, Shadowed Heart
“Dancing in heels was a killer workout for your calves, let me tell you.  You know what else was a workout? Stabbing someone twenty times.  I”
Candace Wondrak, Shadowed Heart
“Let’s just say my childhood wasn’t filled with butterflies and roses and unicorn shit.”
Candace Wondrak, Shadowed Heart
“It was a dark and stormy night when…  Nah, I’m just shitting you. It wasn’t a dark and stormy night. I mean, it was dark, but ain’t all nights dark in the lacking-of-sun way?”
Candace Wondrak, Shadowed Heart
“No underwear on beneath either of them. What could I say? I liked to let the ladies breathe and my coochie get a nice airflow.”
Candace Wondrak, Shadowed Heart
“Dancing in heels was a killer workout for your calves, let me tell you.  You know what else was a workout? Stabbing someone twenty times.”
Candace Wondrak, Shadowed Heart
“Oh. Uh, yeah. I might be a teeny, tiny killer of men. You know, no biggie or anything there, right? Who didn’t want to kill a few guys now and then? Totally normal. I wasn’t out of my mind in the slightest.”
Candace Wondrak, Shadowed Heart
“Sometimes pain is the only thing reminding me I’m still alive.”
Candace Wondrak, Shadowed Heart
“Sick of men thinking they could do whatever the fuck they wanted to whoever the fuck they wanted, consequences or not.”
Candace Wondrak, Shadowed Heart
“Pretending was something of a specialty of mine, anyway.  I lived to pretend.  Or did I pretend to live?”
Candace Wondrak, Shadowed Heart
“You didn’t need to know someone’s entire past to understand who they were today,”
Candace Wondrak, Shadowed Heart
“I couldn’t help but wonder when the fuck someone was going to try to contact that fucker and realize he wasn’t answering his phone. By now, his phone was probably dead, so his calls would go straight to voicemail. Like, come on. Find the body, put him on the news; was that too much to ask?”
Candace Wondrak, Shadowed Heart
“Call me conceited, but I enjoyed watching the city try and figure out just why all these men were dropping like flies, why the Night Slayer was targeting them.”
Candace Wondrak, Shadowed Heart
“They gave me a name, you know. Well, a nickname because they didn’t know who was committing all the crimes, leaving men dead and naked in their own beds. The Night Slayer. Had a nice ring to it, don’t you think?  Oh. Uh, yeah. I might be a teeny, tiny killer of men. You know, no biggie or anything there, right? Who didn’t want to kill a few guys now and then? Totally normal. I wasn’t out of my mind in the slightest.”
Candace Wondrak, Shadowed Heart