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A review by wokeupbricked
God of Wrath by Rina Kent
4.0
Alexa play norman fucking rockwell by lana del rey-
...goddamn man-child, fucked me so hard I almost said "i love you"
Jeremy. Volkov.
Do I love him? Fuck hell no.
You’re mine, not anyone else’s, fucking mine. Now, beg and say my name.
Do I want him to own me, ruin me, stomp all over me and use me as his personal fuck toy till I lose the ability to differentiate between hell and heaven? Abso-fuckin-lutely!
This man's the literal definition of insecure and possessive. Like he is P.O.S.S.E.S.S.I.V.E.
He ain't your boyfriend if he doesn't throttle you to the point of passing out just by the mere mention of another man's name.
He ain't your lover if he doesn't play russian roulette with you (and gets you both almost killed) to make you confess you are his, just so that he can satisfy the hunger of his internal insecure beast.
(chapter 20 killed me and then rebirthed my helpless soul again)
"Your darkness calls to mine. I want to unleash that repressed part of you and toy with it, with you, like when I smeared your innocence all over my cock. I want to own you, Cecily, every part of you, what you show and what you hide beneath self-imposed shackles. I won’t stop until you’re fully, thoroughly, and undeniably mine."
And he doesn't pull back when it comes to being a gentleman (pun intended)
"I’m not a nice man, Cecily. I won’t pretend otherwise, or I’d be doing you and myself a disservice. What I am, however, is someone who’ll slaughter your demons one by one until you’re finally free of them. I’ll touch your scars until you normalize them and can live with them, because they’re what makes you who you are."
Not to mention he counted all her freckles!! Yes!! All one hundred and fifty of them!!
And his pure hatred for Landon
...goddamn man-child, fucked me so hard I almost said "i love you"
Jeremy. Volkov.
Do I love him? Fuck hell no.
You’re mine, not anyone else’s, fucking mine. Now, beg and say my name.
Do I want him to own me, ruin me, stomp all over me and use me as his personal fuck toy till I lose the ability to differentiate between hell and heaven? Abso-fuckin-lutely!
This man's the literal definition of insecure and possessive. Like he is P.O.S.S.E.S.S.I.V.E.
He ain't your boyfriend if he doesn't throttle you to the point of passing out just by the mere mention of another man's name.
He ain't your lover if he doesn't play russian roulette with you (and gets you both almost killed) to make you confess you are his, just so that he can satisfy the hunger of his internal insecure beast.
(chapter 20 killed me and then rebirthed my helpless soul again)
"Your darkness calls to mine. I want to unleash that repressed part of you and toy with it, with you, like when I smeared your innocence all over my cock. I want to own you, Cecily, every part of you, what you show and what you hide beneath self-imposed shackles. I won’t stop until you’re fully, thoroughly, and undeniably mine."
And he doesn't pull back when it comes to being a gentleman (pun intended)
"I’m not a nice man, Cecily. I won’t pretend otherwise, or I’d be doing you and myself a disservice. What I am, however, is someone who’ll slaughter your demons one by one until you’re finally free of them. I’ll touch your scars until you normalize them and can live with them, because they’re what makes you who you are."
Not to mention he counted all her freckles!! Yes!! All one hundred and fifty of them!!
And his pure hatred for Landon