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312 pages, Kindle Edition
First published March 1, 2016
"I settled in my seat on the wooden bench, my ass hitting the scarred pew with a bang. At 6'4", I looked like a giant trying to fit into a Barbie Dream House."
"Troy Brennan was never on my radar, but he was on everyone else's. He was like the IKEA canvas pictures of London and New York in bachelor apartments, like fast food, like Starbucks, like a freaking Macbook Air for a preppy student--mainstream and well liked."
“…he was the kind of guy to show up in the local news for all the wrong reasons. He was trouble—hot trouble, flash-fire-on-the-stove hot trouble…”
“I was completely trapped, a caged bird with clipped wings.”
“Troy Brennan was the devil, but sometimes, even good girls wanted a healthy dose of evil in their lives.”
“…I was intrigued. So much so, that I tried to test her boundaries, scare her. Play with her a little.”
“…if I can’t eat it, fuck it or kill it I have no interest in it.”
“I wanted to snap that little spine of hers. Have her begging. Leave her wanting and lusting. Wanted to prove to her that she wanted me no less than I wanted her.”
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“I was a liar. I was reckless. I was an idiot. But I was his. “
“We didn’t make love, we made war. When she was pulling, I was biting. When she was scratching, digging her nails into my flesh, I slammed harder, faster. Our sex was furious, it was raw, untamed, wild…”
“Even villains have a happy ending every now and again.”
“I was completely trapped, a caged bird with clipped wings”
I’m an asshole, was an asshole, and have every intention of staying an asshole. It’s the makeup of my fucking DNA.
She was the kind of woman to lead a revolution, not to be kept in a luxury penthouse with a cheating husband.
I was clipping her wings, and I knew it.
There was nothing romantic in what we were. We didn’t go out, share gifts or watched fucking Netflix together. We didn’t make love, we made war. When she was pulling, I was biting. When she was scratching, digging her nails into my flesh, I slammed harder, faster. Our sex was furious, it was raw, untamed, wild…but it wasn’t selfish.
My father had sinned. But I was to be punished.
Love and hate are similar in a lot of ways."
"Is there a way to love you away from me?"
"No, but you could hate-fuck me all you want."
I’m saying if I can’t eat it, fuck it or kill it I have no interest in it.”
My monster, my capturer, my corrupter. My lover.
...the rumor is you like it kinky."
"I like it interesting...
I like it delicious...
I like rough...
But most of all, I like it with you."
"Sparrow had me now, and I wasn't letting anyone harm my little lovebird. If she was going to be ruined, it would be by me."Sparrow was a nail-biting read full of passion, suspense, and fury! This is my second L.J. Shen book and once again she has captivated me with her witty dialogue and endearing characters.
"Troy Brennan was Boston's master manipulator, pulling strings like we were all his puppets."Troy Brennan is the KING of BOSTON! The son of a mobster, he is known for his ability to rule the streets and own anything and everything he wants. Driven by the desire to seek revenge for the death of his father, he is focused on blood and destruction. When it comes to the ladies, Troy is quite the player. However, he made a promise to his father that he would marry a spirited young redhead named Sparrow.
"He has a troubled past. A disastrous future. And I'm about to become a part of his present, whether I like it or not."Sparrow is most definitely NOT Troy Brennan's "type". And yet, she is, in fact, everything he needs. With a solid head on her shoulders and a "take no prisoner" attitude she is one heroine that knows what she wants and isn't afraid to get it.
"Is there a way to love you away from me?"
"No, but you could hate-fuck me all you want."
"I'm a good runner."
"And I'm an excellent chaser."
"I was spiraling down, fast. Drowning, sinking, free-falling. I was defenseless, helpless, completely exposed. A sitting duck waiting for him to fill me with a buckshot and strip my feathers clean."Told in dual POV, Sparrow is full of action, mystery, and suspense. The friction between the two main characters makes the physical connection intense, raw, and utterly perfect. The tempo of the read is well paced, and the dialogue is well crafted throughout. Although I was able to figure out certain elements of the plot, the plight of the characters kept me engaged the entire read. The truth is, I love an alpha hero with a dash of "asshole". I adored Troy, and Sparrow was a good match for him.
"We didn't make love, we made war. When she was pulling, I was biting. When she was scratching, digging her nails into my flash, I slammed harder, faster. She was a blank, clean, white sheet for me to scribble on."
"Even villains have a happy ending every now and again."
"Reality, though, was really quite simple. I was his, he was mine, and everything else we did and didn't do to each other was just that. Our past."
Troy Brennan was the devil, but sometimes, even good girls wanted a healthy dose of evil in their lives.
Me, Sparrow Raynes. Twenty-two. An avid runner. A tomboy. A lover of blueberry pancakes, hot chocolate, sweet summer air and unapologetic boyfriend jeans. That kid.
“Dear future wife…” He smirked in a way that made me want to beg for mercy. “If you think you’re going to give me trouble, think again. I invented trouble. I stir it, I mix it, I fucking fix it. Don’t try my patience, because you’ll discover I have absolutely none.”
“You know, Sparrow? Maybe we could play together after all. There’s some fun hiding underneath your layers of goodness.”
"He has a troubled past. A disastrous future. And I'm about to become a part of his present, whether I like it or not."
"Tory Brennan was the devil, but sometimes, even good girls wanted a healthy dose of evil in their lives."
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'I was feeding myself even more lies. Because I told myself I didn’t care. While slowly, he crept under my skin. Piercing through layers. Clawing his way deeper into me. And I knew it was only a matter of time before he reached the most dangerous place in my body. My heart.'
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'My monster, my capturer, my corrupter. My lover.'
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'We didn't make love, we made war. When she was pulling, I was biting. when she was scratching, digging her nails into my flesh, I slammed harder, faster. Our sex was furious, it was raw, untamed, wild...but it wasn't selfish.'
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I fixed everything. That was me. I was The Fixer.
Cat showed up at my bedroom door, leaning her shoulder against its frame, wearing nothing but a suggestive smile and her fuck-me black dress that was tight like an undersized condom.