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415 pages, Kindle Edition
First published May 21, 2017
“I’m drawn to your spark of darkness the same way you’re drawn to the ocean of mine. We aren’t magnets pulled together by a weak force; we create our own gravity for each other.”
“I kept a look of disinterest on my face, the most-used mask in my repertoire, even though every gear and cog inside me turned and clanked as if I were a machine waking up after a long, dark sleep. Her energy was like gasoline in my veins, powering me up for some mysterious purpose…
The premise has been overused, but Celia's writing style will capture your attention from the very first page. Every aspect of The Bad Guy was done with an intelligent reader in mind, I simply could not put it down.
"The more she tried to fly away, the harder I wanted to clip her wings."
"I was falling prey to the lure."Camille Briarlane is a biology teacher living a mediocre life. Although she has a great best friend and a doting boyfriend, she knows that something is missing from her life. When her boyfriend takes her to a work function, she meets his boss Sebastian. A small spark ignites, and deep down in her soul, she feels a stirring that she has been craving for a long time. As her boyfriend begins to press for a bigger commitment from Camille, she knows she isn't ready. A work-study program over the Christmas holiday seems like a perfect escape. If she can immerse herself in science and the study of plants surely she can forget about her boyfriend and the mystery of Sebastian.
"You stole everything from me."Sebastian Lindstrom has it all. He is sexy, powerful, rich, and never had a problem getting what he wants. After meeting Camille, he knows that she is exactly what he wants. She is what he needs. But what happens when Camille isn't ready to be caught?
"I want to see things through your eyes."Told in dual POV, The Bad Guy is exactly the type of read that I LOVE to DEVOUR! Sebastian is my favorite type of hero. He is dark and delicious and driven to do anything in his power to protect Camille. The connection between the two is intense as the pendulum swings between extreme hate and extreme passion. Camille is a strong heroine, and her growth as a character was evident as she tried to identify the force pulling her to Sebastian. The secondary characters enhanced the plot significantly with their vital connections to the main characters. I especially enjoyed the relationship between Sebastian and his father. Who wouldn't want a father that loves you unconditionally? Although not everyone will appreciate the idiosyncrasies that exist in Sebastian, I found his character to be unique and one that I will never forget. If you are looking for a dark romance with smoking hot passion and intrigue, look no further!
"You had a white knight, but you were waiting for your monster. Here I am.”
This was the second deal with the devil I’d made. How many more before he owned my soul?
His cool smile hid a darkness, one that I could feel seeping from him and caressing me with terrible promises.
“I had to let her go, even though murdering Link and tossing her over my shoulder seemed like the more expedient option. My father and the rest of the attendees would likely frown on my behavior.”
"I was wrong." I propped my chin on his chest and stared into his eyes. "You aren't the bad guy after all. Psycho? Yes. But you're the hero of my story."
"I never want to hurt you." He shook his head. "I'll kill anyone who does."
"You're deranged."
He smirked, the quirk of his lips cruel. "You aren't the first to call me that, though I prefer high-functioning psychopath."
"If you're going to stab me, I'd use the fork. It would leave a better impression. More badass than a dull butter knife, don't you think?" His face was calm, but I could feel him laughter at me.
"You're an asshole."
"You're a name caller."
"Oh, by the way." His voice floated back to me. "You missed the perfect chance to fork me when I was leaning down to see about your ankle."
“Why do you do that?” Link paused the movie and grabbed the empty popcorn bowl.
“Do what?” Once free from his grasp, she leaned on the sofa’s arm, finally looking relaxed.
He walked toward the kitchen. “You sort of fidget whenever the bad guy’s on screen.”
“No I don’t.”
“You so do. Remember Avengers? Loki?”
She shrugged. “Not really.”
“You fidgeted then, too. The Joker—I’m talking Heath Ledger and the Jared Leto one. Fidget.”
“No I didn’t.” She turned to glare at him.
“Ramsay Bolton, Game of Thrones? Fidget.”
“Okay, now I know that one’s a lie.” She shook her head. “I wanted him dead just like everyone else.”
“But you fidgeted.”
“Maybe I was itchy.” She turned and settled back into the sofa as the soft pops of the corn tinkled through my speakers.
I leaned forward, touching her image as she denied her attraction to black hats, villains, and demented devils. Her white knight was onto something for once in his useless life. She was made for me, just as I’d been fashioned from the darkest materials for her. Her light would temper my shadow.
“I had to let her go, even though murdering Link and tossing her over my shoulder seemed like the more expedient option. My father and the rest of the attendees would likely frown on my behavior.”
"I’d heard about love at first sight, though I couldn’t claim that emotion. The need to possess her was what fired through my veins, not the sentimental nonsense of hearts and flowers."
Right before I lost sight of her, she turned and smiled at me, as if sending me a spark of hope. The spark lit an inferno. It blazed up and promised destruction for anything that got between us. She was mine. Even if I had to steal her.
“Where you’re concerned, I’ll be as creepy as necessary to make you happy.”
You had a white knight, but you were waiting for your monster. Here I am.”
“Let’s just say that she’s going to keep running, but she’s fine with letting me catch her every so often.”