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Dukes of Madness (Royals of Forsyth University, #5) Dukes of Madness by Angel Lawson
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“We're all just stars inside of a grave we haven't laid down in yet.”
Angel Lawson, Dukes of Madness
“This place is the hellmouth--only the demons here are human.”
Angel Lawson, Dukes of Madness
“Lack of inhibition. Subject being a little bitch.”
Angel Lawson, Dukes of Madness
“Subject being a little bitch.”
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“His responding smirk is almost enough to make me groan. “Then I definitely should shave it. Nick Bruin can’t get prettier. Men and women would just start orgasming on sight.”
Angel Lawson, Dukes of Madness
“Do you always provoke that easily?” Sy asks, giving me a wry look. “I didn’t even get to the good stuff.” My nostrils flare. “The good stuff?” “I’m a psych major,” he replies, checking my knuckles for damage, “and you’re the poster girl for daddy issues. I have so much material to insult a girl like you with that it’s actually funny.” “Know what I think is funny?” I ask, offering a cutting smile. “The fact that men fail at fatherhood on such a statistically massive scale that there’s an actual term for it, but somehow it’s used to insult women.”
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“No, you’re just a slut who gets off on demeaning men.”
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“Even though something in his eyes flinches at the word—loser—he still glares back at me. “Well, you’re taking your sweet fucking time.” Nostrils flared, he pushes down the blanket, exposing the bulge beneath his shorts. “Get rid of it!”
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“Doesn’t seem fair, though, does it? No one deserves to kill you more than Lavinia.” “See?” I toss my hands in the air. “That’s what I’ve been saying!”
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“It’s time people remember who I am.”
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“He points a finger at her. “And no murder!”
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“You don’t know that!” he snaps, lifting his neck to glare at her.”
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“I saved her first.”
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“I spend a long time seething at the unfairness of it all.”
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“I pause. “What, like, you’ll come? Well, maybe you should. It can’t be healthy to keep yourself all backed up and—”
Angel Lawson, Dukes of Madness
“And I don’t think she can help it. You’re like the person-version of that box her dad had her in. You suffocate her, man.”
Angel Lawson, Dukes of Madness
“My point is that you had the fucking dream, and look how you both turned out. Neurotic, obsessive, impulsive, insecure, basket cases.”
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“Then he’s worth protecting.”
Angel Lawson, Dukes of Madness
“Nick watches me, those blue eyes studying mine too closely. “You’re right. I can have any pussy in this place. But in case I haven’t made it clear,” he ducks down to speak into my ear, “it’s you or nothing. Never doubt that.”
Angel Lawson, Dukes of Madness
“You could start by saying you’re sorry.” He laughs. It’s depreciating and lacking in humor but that’s how far this has gone. “An apology seems pretty fucking weak, bro. I mean, Hallmark doesn’t make a card for shit like this.”
Angel Lawson, Dukes of Madness
“Behind us, the sound of Maddox’s scream echoes in our wake, but Remy and I don’t make a sound. We fall into the stars. Just like he always knew we would.”
Angel Lawson, Dukes of Madness
“The beauty isn’t in the acceptance of death. It’s in the open defiance of it. What could be more beautiful than the fight to survive?”
Angel Lawson, Dukes of Madness
“We’re all just stars inside of a grave we haven’t laid down in yet.”
Angel Lawson, Dukes of Madness
“Do you see it, Little Bird?” I tighten my fingers in her hair, nudging her back to meet my gaze. “We fit together.”
Angel Lawson, Dukes of Madness
“Little Bird, your opinion is the only one that matters.”
Angel Lawson, Dukes of Madness
“Give me wings?” I think about this, watching her hazy eyes. Nick calls her his Little Bird, but it doesn’t quite fit. Vinny isn’t made of feathers and small, breakable bones. She’s something more ephemeral than that. A shadow that expands and contracts. I touch her lip. “Only if you promise not to fly away.” She smiles against my finger, so open and sweet that I ache with it. “Cross my heart.”
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“I know my love isn’t worth anything to you, Lavinia.” His other hand brushes mine where it hangs, limp at my side. “But maybe theirs will be.”
Angel Lawson, Dukes of Madness
“Sy can take her body. Nick can claim her mind. I want her soul.”
Angel Lawson, Dukes of Madness
“Those old things were dragging you down. You’re not a cutslut. And you’re made for more than hand-me-downs, anyway. You’re Royalty. You’re the Duchess.” He tugs me close, leaning down to whisper, “My guiding star.”
Angel Lawson, Dukes of Madness
“Plus, she’s got my ink now, and that makes her mine. Oldest dibs known to mankind.”
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