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Six Brothers by Lili St. Germain
4.0
" I didn’t have to sell Dornan Ross my soul. He already owned it. And once I’ve killed him, maybe I can get it back."
After going through the funeral for the eldest she begins her planning for the next murder.
"I’m doing this because I just want to be able to sleep at night without seeing his face.That’s not strength. That’s desperation."
Her relationship with Ross gets more serious with him contemplating children one minute then stabbing her the next.
With Jase it intensifies :" Jase breaks our stare-off and looks away, rubbing his temple. “She was my girl,” he says, and I can feel myself breaking apart inside under the weight of his words. “She was my everything."
It gets even sicker :
"I smirk as his action has the desired effect. By closing his eyes, two teardrops are squeezed from his eyes, falling onto his stubbled cheeks. I lean down, touching my lips to his right cheek. My tastebuds spring to life, assuaged by the sudden taste of salt water.The taste of victory."
"I see it all. I see through his facade, his control, into the blackness of his very soul. I see the scars I have left on his cold, dead heart, on the tiny part that has the capacity to care for his own offspring. A primal, human instinct that lives inside him despite his hatred, despite his abject twistedness. He pulls me down over him, filling me completely and to the point of pain, and I can’t help but moan"
This is not for the feint of heart. Lili really puts it all out there with every dirty thing you wish characters would say.
I laugh. “Don’t lie, bitch,” I echo his previous statement as I pull his head back and force more powder under his bleeding nose. “You love it when I f**k you.”
I’m aching inside, the utter desolation of my vengeful quest almost too much to bear.But I will bear it. Because I refuse to buckle. They will not break me. I’m a fighter, after all. And this fight’s only just begun.
After going through the funeral for the eldest she begins her planning for the next murder.
"I’m doing this because I just want to be able to sleep at night without seeing his face.That’s not strength. That’s desperation."
Her relationship with Ross gets more serious with him contemplating children one minute then stabbing her the next.
With Jase it intensifies :" Jase breaks our stare-off and looks away, rubbing his temple. “She was my girl,” he says, and I can feel myself breaking apart inside under the weight of his words. “She was my everything."
It gets even sicker :
"I smirk as his action has the desired effect. By closing his eyes, two teardrops are squeezed from his eyes, falling onto his stubbled cheeks. I lean down, touching my lips to his right cheek. My tastebuds spring to life, assuaged by the sudden taste of salt water.The taste of victory."
"I see it all. I see through his facade, his control, into the blackness of his very soul. I see the scars I have left on his cold, dead heart, on the tiny part that has the capacity to care for his own offspring. A primal, human instinct that lives inside him despite his hatred, despite his abject twistedness. He pulls me down over him, filling me completely and to the point of pain, and I can’t help but moan"
This is not for the feint of heart. Lili really puts it all out there with every dirty thing you wish characters would say.
I laugh. “Don’t lie, bitch,” I echo his previous statement as I pull his head back and force more powder under his bleeding nose. “You love it when I f**k you.”
I’m aching inside, the utter desolation of my vengeful quest almost too much to bear.But I will bear it. Because I refuse to buckle. They will not break me. I’m a fighter, after all. And this fight’s only just begun.