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351 pages, ebook
First published April 27, 2014
He’s a drug, an addictive one, and I’m not sure it’s a habit I can kick. All it took was one hit. One strong, euphoric hit and I was hooked.
“I thought I could play with you a bit, and let you go, but once I had you, Karissa, I had to keep you. I couldn’t walk away.”Passion and desire. Love and lust. Pleasure and pain. Want. Need. Utterly CONSUMED.
He set out to destroy me, but he fell in love with me instead.
I fell in love with him, and that’s what destroyed me in the end.
He says he would never hurt me, but he doesn’t realize he already has.
He hurt me by loving me.
By being who he is.
Because I am who I am.
“He fucks me like he means it, like he needs it, like being inside of me is more important than anything inside of him.”
“I'm not a good man, Karissa, and I never will be . So don't think you can fix me, or that I'll ever change, because I won't. I can't.”
Naz, with his rough edges and slightly sinister smile, is pure passion and genuine grit, the kind that makes the hair on my arms stand on end while my spine simultaneously tingles.”
“And I ate you alive, sweetheart. You never had a chance.”
"He fucks me like he means it, like he needs it, like being inside of me is more important than anything inside of him, and every cell in my body calls out to him, craving more of it."
"He hurt me by loving me. By being who he is."
"My Prince Charming turned out to be the villain of my fairy tale, and part of me thinks that's okay, because eventually, it'll all disappear anyway. Nothing lasts forever. Happily ever after, I think, doesn't exist."
He's a whirlpool of darkness, and I feel myself getting sucked deeper and deeper into the depths of his abyss. I'm drowning in him.
I told you, Karissa. I read people. You have the tendency to just go with the flow and see where the wind blows, so I picked somewhere decent for you to land.
He fucks me like he means it, like he needs it, like being inside of me is more important than anything inside of him, and every cell in my body calls out to him, craving more of it.
He's a monster, wrapped up in a pretty package.
But I find myself wondering at times like this, when I feel the distance between us, if maybe in his eyes, the real monster is me.
I’m the king of the jungle. I’m the predator.”
“Does that make me your prey?”
“That makes you my queen.”
"I'm telling you, I'm warning you. I'm not a good man, Karissa, and I never will be. So don't think you can fix me, or that I'll ever change, because I won't. I can't. You have to know, if this goes any further, if you ask me to stay, I'm not going to be able to let you walk away."
"I love him. I hate him. He's everything that's good. He's the worst of everything. He gives my life meaning. He'll take my life away someday.
My Prince Charming turned out to be the villain of my fairy tale, and part of me thinks that's okay, because eventually, it'll all disappear, anyway.
Nothing lasts forever.
Happily ever after, I think, doesn't exist."
He's a monster wrapped up in a pretty package. But I find myself wondering at a times like this, when I feel the distance between us, if maybe in his eyes, the real monster is me.
He's a drug, an addictive one, and I'm not sure it's a habit I can kick. All it took was one hit. One strong, euphoric hit and I was hooked.
How can someone surrounded by an air of danger make me feel so downright safe?
"When you love somebody, you want what's best for them... but when you're in love with them, you want them for yourself."
"We keep the darkest part of us to ourselves until we think others are ready to see them."
My Prince Charming turned out to be the villain of my fairy tale...
"I'm not a good man, Karissa, and I will never be. So don't think you can fix me, or that I'll ever change, because I won't. I can't."
Last I saw her she was talking to a pseudo-Maverick, straight out of Top Gun, the two of them hot and heavy, halfway to the danger zone.
*Book #1 in Romantic Suspense Duology*My Karissa and Ignazio "Naz" Vitale:
"His full name is Ignazio Vitale, although once, not so long ago, he urged me to call him Naz. And it was Naz who charmed me, who won me over and made me melt. It wasn’t until later that I got to know the true Ignazio, and by the time I met Vitale, it was far too late to just walk away.
If I ever even could’ve..."
"Love means seeing the beauty in the ugly, the light in the dark, and accepting that even if the lights are off, and I can't see what's in front of me, there will be something there to guide my way. Love means turning yourself inside out, handing yourself over to somebody else, and trusting them… trusting them to touch you, to handle you, to bend you, but never, ever break what you give them."
They both take passion, someone getting under your skin and consuming you. And I ate you alive sweetheart. You never had a chance.