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Empire of Hate (Empire, #3) Empire of Hate by Rina Kent
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“It’s hard to hate you and even harder to forget you, but loving you was the easiest thing that I’ve ever done. It was natural, inevitable, and fucking infinite”
Rina Kent, Empire of Hate
“That’s when I see what we are. I’ve always been the upper half of an hourglass while he was the bottom. Sooner or later, he was meant to empty me until nothing was left.”
Rina Kent, Empire of Hate
“Loving something that hurts you is also an unhealthy obsession,”
Rina Kent, Empire of Hate
“Marriages are overrated. They’re just a glorified contract for a socially acceptable whoring agreement. They’re messy, full of betrayals, and usually end with sloppy divorces and a hefty check for the solicitor.”
Rina Kent, Empire of Hate
“Nicole isn’t the type who’d settle for being anyone’s side anything. She’s the main course. The highlight of a show. The film’s premiere.”
Rina Kent, Empire of Hate
“Nicole is beautiful under normal circumstances, but when she smiles, her entire face brightens and the universe pauses.”
Rina Kent, Empire of Hate
“Tell me you’re mine, Nicole,” he groans against my lips.
“I’m yours.” The words are the easiest I’ve ever said.
“Only mine?”
“Only yours.”
Rina Kent, Empire of Hate
“You’re the only woman I can imagine spending the rest of my life with. The woman I want to wake up next to every single day. You don’t only make me a better man, but you also give me the urge to be more for you.”
Rina Kent, Empire of Hate
“He brushes his lips against mine. “Remember when you asked me where my home is?”
“You said it was nowhere.”
“I lied.” He taps my chest. “My home is wherever you are. You’re my home, Nicole.”
Rina Kent, Empire of Hate
“Yes, as in you’ll marry me, or yes to watching my dick come up with a way to go down in history as the first junior to kill himself?”
Rina Kent, Empire of Hate
“Remember when you asked me where my home is?”
“You said it was nowhere.”
“I lied.” He taps my chest. “My home is wherever you are. You’re my home, Nicole.”
Rina Kent, Empire of Hate
“When you thought I wasn’t looking. You were the only person I had trouble looking away from.”
Rina Kent, Empire of Hate
“It’s hard to hate you and even harder to forget you, but loving you was the easiest thing that I’ve ever done. It was natural, inevitable, and fucking infinite.”
Rina Kent, Empire of Hate
“I became obsessed with you since you gave me that snow globe and laid your head on my thigh. That obsession turned to hatred and fascination over the years. I hated myself because I wanted you more than I wanted anything. I hated myself for never being able to move on from you, for avoiding all blondes because they reminded me of you. So the thing is, you never gave me a choice. The memory of you followed me everywhere like a ghost, or an angel, I’m not sure which. It’s hard to hate you and even harder to forget you, but loving you was the easiest thing that I’ve ever done. It was natural, inevitable, and fucking infinite.”
Rina Kent, Empire of Hate
“I stepped on my pride to love you. I crushed my bleeding heart, then gave it to you. All I wanted was for you to see me, to not make me invisible. All I wished for was a tiny piece of your heart, a sliver of your attention, but you never gave me that. You never fought for me as I fought for you!”
Rina Kent, Empire of Hate
“You’re the only woman I wanted with a desperation that bordered on both pleasure and pain. The only woman who drives me fucking insane but I still can’t look away from. My fixation with you made me hate all blondes because they reminded me of you. Brunettes aren’t my type, Peaches. You are. And you know what, your condition about exclusivity is bloody useless. Ever since you came back into my life, I haven’t been able to see another woman, let alone fuck her. It’s you. Only you.”
Rina Kent, Empire of Hate
“Being charming is not a synonym for pushover, and I’m allergic to stupidity.”
Rina Kent, Empire of Hate
“The art of pain is an abstract form of vengeance.”
Rina Kent, Empire of Hate
“I’ve come down with the Daniel flu, and apparently, it’s chronic.”
Rina Kent, Empire of Hate
“It doesn’t matter how many years pass or how old she gets, Nicole was and always will be beautiful. The provocative type. The type I want to snuff out and shove down her slender throat.”
Rina Kent, Empire of Hate
“If life throws you a lemon, you should probably eat it or else you’ll remain hungry.”
Rina Kent, Empire of Hate
“Loving something that hurts you is also an unhealthy obsession, I think.”
Rina Kent, Empire of Hate
“I smile through the tears and open my mouth, but he cuts me off. “Before you shoot me down, I want to tell you that my dick is now monogamous for you and refuses to be functional for anyone but you, so if you say no, he’ll have to kill himself.” “How is that possible?” “No clue, but he’ll find a way. He’s resourceful that way.” “There’s no need.” I palm his cheek as I drop to my knees in front of him. “The answer is yes.” “Yes, as in you’ll marry me, or yes to watching my dick come up with a way to go down in history as the first junior to kill himself?”
Rina Kent, Empire of Hate
“A gasp reverberates around me and I frown. They’re supposed to be moans, not gasps. Slowly, I open my eyes and stare at the source of the sound. Nicole stands in the doorway of the bathroom, her limbs shaking and mouth open in an O.”
Rina Kent, Empire of Hate
“It’s then that I realize I finished the pasta, the first meal I’ve enjoyed in…forever. I don’t even remember liking food all that much prior to the “Dad fucks with food” episode. “What’s the name of the restaurant?” Nicole’s head whips up so fast, I’m surprised it doesn’t roll on the floor post-decapitation style. “W-why?” “Give me a name.” “They’re…nobodies. I mean, they’re small. If you didn’t like it, I promise not to get you anything from there anymore.” “On the contrary, I need all my future meals from there. What are they called?” “Lolli’s,” she blurts, then winces. “Bit weird name for a restaurant. Sounds like a stripper’s stage identity.”
Rina Kent, Empire of Hate
“Anastasia’s continent-sized engagement ring was probably made by the blood of a mafia’s enemies.”
Rina Kent, Empire of Hate
“My words end in a gasp when he grabs me by the throat and slams his lips to mine. It’s a hungry kiss, animalistic in nature and with so much heat that I’ll probably suffer from second-degree burns—make that first-degree.”
Rina Kent, Empire of Hate
“Nicole, however, was and will always be a fucking queen.”
Rina Kent, Empire of Hate
“He kisses me like he wants to ruin me and worship my body at the same time. He kisses me like I’m his arch-enemy and only friend.”
Rina Kent, Empire of Hate
“Now that I think about it, I don’t remember seeing her laugh either. And probably never will, considering my status as the warden of her hell.”
Rina Kent, Empire of Hate

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