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188 pages, Kindle Edition
First published January 11, 2016
“We are imperfect, and our sins should mar our bodies as not to mar our souls.”
“How can something as simple as asking for forgiveness absolve you from your sins? What penance is there if there is no pain?”
“There's a market for everything, and the world is full of sick fuckers. I just happen to be a man who exploits their fucked up fantasies.”
"I need her. I need to possess her because, for whatever reason, she is my weakness. And weaknesses must be controlled before they consume us."
"We must be broken before we can be fixed, and now, I will fix Evie because she is mine."
I feel trapped in a never-ending cycle of sin and penance, and Ezra is both: my sin and my penance. And how is that even possible?
She's hot, but you know what they say, the hot girls are always crazy. Well, she fucking redefines that shit.
"Fucking shit!" I slam my hand on the roof. There, on the back seat, is a guy, eyes wide open and staring lifelessly at the ceiling. His head is at an odd angle, and his jaw is hanging open. She snapped his neck. What is she? Jackie-Fucking-Chan?
She's so fucked up. She makes me look dull.
He is brutal, but something in his ruthlessness is beautiful. Something that shouldseem so violent, so wrong- seems so rewarding and divine in it's own right.There were so many "WTF," "NO WAY" and "THAT DID NOT JUST HAPPEN!!!" moments that left my heart rate in a constant state of tachycardia and my nerves teetering on the edge, ready for the next event that would lead to a stomach churning, jaw dropping moment (and trust me, there were so many I lost count). This was no run of the mill dark story. This really was a cut above with absolutely no sugar coating whatsoever. The lead protagonists were as far from conventional as you could possibly get. In fact, I don't think I've ever met two fictional characters that have gotten such a reaction out of me. Both of them were stark raving bonkers but boy did they make me feel. My heart broke, it soared, I came close to tears and there were even moments this couple had me in fits of giggles... usually at the most inopportune of moments.
There on the back seat is a guy, eyes wide open and staring lifelessly at the ceiling. His head is at an odd angle, and his jaw is hanging open. She snapped his neck. What is she? Jackie- fucking- Chan?
I am death dressed as his deepest desire: a weak woman. but I am not weak.Was this book a love story? Ultimately yes but throw into the mix possession, obsession and compulsion, sin and absolution and a sprinkling of angels, demons, god and the devil himself and hey presto, you've got yourself one hell of an insane, brutal, barbaric, gritty, gruesome and very depraved story that for some reason, had me rooting for this couple and those three magic words. Did I get them? You'll have to wait and see.
"You make me want to hurt you, to make you cry while I fuck you."This is my first read by these authors but I'm putting my hands up now and saying I will absolutely be stalking them from now on. I can't wait to read more from this pair.
"You're a monster, little killer," I whisper against her skin. A perfect monster.
"Ezra is like a storm, violent and turbulent, and as long as you aren't the one swept up in his winds, it's tragically beautiful."
"My world is potentially about to fall apart, and I should let her go, but I won't. I'm obsessed with her to the point I don't care what is best for her, only that she is with me. She should have walked away when she had the chance, before I fucked her, before I killed for her. Twice."