Haunting Adeline: A Dark Stalker Romance (Adeline Duet Book 1)

it's hard to find a man these days that can even fuck right.

Let me know which stars you prefer. The ones above you, or the ones I make you see.”

Why is it that being in public places and social settings make me want to light myself on fire, but when someone breaks into my house, I feel brave enough to stay?

It doesn’t make sense in my head, either.

“If I catch you, I fuck you.”

“Let me know which stars you prefer. The ones above you, or the ones I make you see.”

I love storms—I just don’t like to be in them. I’d prefer to cuddle up under the blankets with a mug of tea and a book while listening to the rain fall.

I’ll gladly sacrifice my name on her tongue if it means climbing up to heaven with her

Oh, fuck. Fuck, fuck, fuckity fuck.

I know that I’m going to cross lines that I will never be able to come back from, but there’s not an ounce of me that gives a fuck.

Because I’m obsessed.

I’m addicted.

And I will gladly cross every single line if it means making this girl mine. If it means forcing her to be mine.

All I want to do is break her. Shatter her into pieces. And then arrange those pieces to fit against my own. I don’t care if they don’t fit—I’ll fucking make them.