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God of Malice: A Dark College Romance

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  • tumaje citiraoпре 2 године
    Manifesting the ability to punch people on the internet.
  • tumaje citiraoпре 2 године
    When I’m dead, bury me facedown so the world can kiss my ass.
  • Gwyn Sanchezje citiraoпре 9 месеци
    “How did Dad fall in love with you, Mum?”

    “I don’t know and I don’t think he has the answer to that either. Love can’t be forced or explained, it just happens, Glyn.”
  • tumaje citiraoпре 2 године
    “Why are you so interested in joining our club?”

    “Isn’t that where all the cool kids go?”

    “Nice try, but no, it obviously isn’t your scene.”

    “Because I’m a girl?”

    “And a nerd and a scaredy-cat and an introvert. You name it.”

    “I…can change.”

    “Why?”

    “What do you mean why?”

    “Why would you change? You’re fine the way you are.”
  • tumaje citiraoпре 2 године
    No wonder they say the quiet ones are the kinkiest.
  • Salma Bje citiralaпре 1 сата
    Hmm. Now, I’m wondering why I didn’t strap her to me earlier
  • Salma Bje citiralaпре 1 сата
    She says that she wants more, but how can she not see that I’ve been fighting more battles than I signed up for ever since she came along
  • Salma Bje citiralaпре 1 сата
    Probably both at the same time.” When she pales, I add. “That was a joke.”

    “I thought you don’t joke.”

    “I do with you.”
  • Salma Bje citiralaпре 1 сата
    You’d allow yourself to be used?”

    “By you? Absolutely.” And I mean that shit. If this woman asks me to cut my chest open and show her the organ she’s asked for, I’d rip it from its tendons and lay it at her feet.
  • Salma Bje citiralaпре 4 сата
    What if I start to have feelings for you, what happens then?” I whisper, and I can actually hear the sound of my heart splitting in two. It’s haunting in the dark, freezing, and absolutely horrifying.

    “Why does something need to happen?”

    “Because that’s how relationships work. There need to be feelings.”

    “I already feel a lot for you. Right now, it’s fucking annoyance and anger for letting them see you like this.”

    “You know that’s not what I’m asking for.”

    “Then what are you asking for, Glyndon?”

    I stare in the opposite direction, a tear sliding down my cheek. “Something you don’t have.”

    “Don’t give me that.” He forces me to stare at him, his fingers digging in my chin. “And don’t you ever use that fucking argument with me.”

    “Then if I ask for your heart, will you give it? Of course you won’t. You don’t have it. All your emotions are learned, right? So even if you say you like me, you adore me, you love me, I’ll never believe them, because you don’t believe them either. You say I love you to your mum all the time, but you told me it’s just to placate her. You’ve never felt what love is. You don’t know what love is.”

    His nostrils flare. It’s anger, it’s rage, but it’s not for the right reasons. “I’m giving you more than I’ve given anyone in my life, Glyndon. I’m giving you monogamy, dates that I usually don’t give a fuck about, and I’m even entertaining your friends and family. I’m sparing your brother, and choosing not to fight against your cousin, no matter how much he provokes me. I’m being fucking patient with your irritating fights and denials and dramatics. I told you that my tolerance and nice phases don’t come naturally. Not even a little, not even fucking close. So be grateful, take what I’m offering, and stop being fucking difficult every step of the way.”

    I can’t control the tear that flows down my other cheek. “What you’re giving me isn’t enough.”

    “Glyndon,” he grinds out.

    I close my eyes. “I want to go home.”

    “Open your fucking eyes.”

    I do, though after a while, I repeat, assertively this time, “I want to go home.”

    His jaw clenches, but he slowly releases me and goes to driver’s side.

    I fall asleep with tears in my eyes and a shard of pain in my soul.

    But the truth of the matter is, I should only blame myself for having feelings for a psycho.
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