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600 pages, Paperback
First published June 3, 2021

[insert the oldest brother with emo and loner hermit tendencies who gave up his whole life to take care of everyone but rarely shows emotion and affection but you can tell he loves his crazy af siblings deeply even if he doesn't show it and is VERY protective and probably has a traumatic past aaand cue all the dark shit and inner demons he most likely keeps to himself because duh any quiet and mysterious characters are like this]


It's like being in her orbit, I can feel the shine, too. I feel bigger with her close...
Gently, I pry her hands off as I nibble her ear. "Let go, Clay."
Her chest shakes, her breathing ragged. "I don't want them to see."
"They won't, baby".
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On a phone call. “Hi Mom. I’m safe. I’ll be home as soon as the rain lets up.”
“You’ll be home when I’m done,” I correct her, jerking her harder into my hand.
And I reach out and touch her face. Clay. I smooth out the lines of worry and anger. The fighting and the hurt. I wipe away her tears with my thumb, feeling her warm skin and how she’s the softest thing I’ve ever touched.
“Livvy,” she whimpers, squirming against me.
“Clay.”
She leans into it and exhales, her warm breath wafting over my mouth, and slowly slides her arm around my waist, pulling me in close.
“I don’t hate you.” Her murmur is barely audible.
I look up, listening.
“I think about you all the time,” she almost mouths.
I swallow the lump in my throat.
She holds the pizza, all of her hair loose and spilling over her shoulder, and she’s so still, her gaze fixed on the food in her hands. “Was there ever anything you liked about me?”
But even now, I still feel it. She’s bigger than me. She glows, and I don’t, and it’s not like I even want to push her down and make her shrink. It’s like… It’s like being in her orbit, I can feel the shine, too. I feel bigger with her close."
She’s such a cunt, but then she says things like that and I just want to give her everything she wants.
She lays a hand on my cheek. “Stop crying,” she whispers, pressing her forehead to mine. “Please stop.”
I go to grab hold of her, slip my hand around her waist, but I hold back. I already told her too much. But the tears keep coming, no matter how I try to hold my breath to stifle the crying.
“All right, I’m gonna shave her head,” she says. “Where can I find her?”
...
“Seriously,” she says, pushing me onto my back and climbing on top of me. “You’re under my protection now and I get shit done. Want her fired? Arrested? Her car repossessed?”
I smile, no more tears stinging as I slip my hands under her shirt—my T-shirt—and caress the fucking amazing skin on her smooth stomach.
“Porta-potty shit dumped on her lawn, maybe?” she goes on. “I know a guy.”
“See you around,” I hear her say, and when I turn around again, she’s gone.
Facing Liv, I give her a scolding look, but I’m sure she can see my amusement. “She was just saying hi.”
“She can wave.”
“I’m not gay,” she says quietly, and I have to strain to hear her over the rain. “I’m just in love with you.”
She rises, pulling me up with her, and whispers in my ear. “I love these.” She squeezes my breast, moving from one to the other as she kisses my shoulder. “They feel so good.”
“Open,” I whisper over her mouth. “Open your legs, baby.”
Not one of my brothers gives a shit about who I sleep with, because they think pregnancy is the only way I can be hurt. They don’t ask about girlfriends. They don’t think this is anything more than fun.
“Where’d you disappear to?” Dallas asks me, picking up his bottle off the end table.
I sip my water. “Were you looking for me?”
He makes a face, and I breathe out a laugh. Of course, he wasn’t. Probably didn’t realize I was gone until just now.
“Mine.” She pants, rubbing her thumb across my lips. “Until graduation. Okay?”
“Yeah.”
She tips my chin back and kisses slowly down my neck. “No one has to know, but you better.”
“I know.” I nod. “Don’t worry, I know.”
I turn over in her arms and look at her in the dark. “All I dreamed about was someone wanting me. I wanted to look over in class and see a girl looking at me the way I looked at her. Having someone touch my fingers and hold my hand or pass me notes in class. I wanted someone to have a crush on me—someone with a soft body and soft hair.”
“I stick the pencil through a slit in the vent of Liv’s locker, the yellow paint on the wood scraping off as I shove it through. Hanging from the inside, the little bouquet dangles down the outside of her locker, a few of the pretty white petals floating to the ground. She probably doesn’t like flowers.”
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“But the more I look around at the world, Clay, the more I realize that villains are a lot more complicated than we want them to be. Sometimes, they’re just people who are really afraid.”
“Imagine what the world would have to come to for me to take fashion advice from a white trash, rug-sucking, swamp rat like you.”
“Just let me go,” I barely whisper.
“I can’t.
“You’re going to go to Dartmouth.” He dips his head down close to mine, holding my eyes. “And you’re going to join a club and make some friends, and in a couple of months you’re going to have a life.”
“You’re going to leave,” he grits out. “You’re going to leave here and leave any hope of her. You’re going to do the hardest thing you’ve ever had to do, because it’ll save you, Liv. Because you’re Trysta Jaeger’s daughter, and we’re going to do what she would’ve wanted us to do and didn’t have the courage to do herself. We keep biting back. We survive, because sometimes that’s the most violent thing we can do to other people. We stay alive.”





***Spoiler***
My least fave Clay (bully) moment - when she criticised Liv’s body by writing hurtful (and untrue) words on it with a sharpie.
My most fave Clay moment - when she *purposefully* scarred Milo’s face with a knife. 💀💀
***Spoiler***
My fave Liv moments - (1) when she gave Clay an orgasm using a showerhead in the locker room shower 🚿💦; (2) when she managed to escape on her own after being ‘snatched away’ by Callum & Milo; (3) all of her scenes with her brothers - especially when she broke down in tears and Macon scooped her up in his arms. 😭









’I lived for her. An enemy I never wanted to defeat.’
She just shrugs. “I mean, it’s not like this is a relationship, right?”
Well… I open my mouth but nothing comes out. I guess not. I hadn’t thought that far ahead.
Just that she’s the only option for me. She’s the only thing I want in the world.![]()
”Sometimes my feelings for you are good and sometimes they’re bad,” she tells me, “but they’re always strong, Liv. Like no one else.”
”Virginity is a concept invented by people to make women feel worthless for having sex.” I raise my eyebrows matter-of-factly. “You want to worry about protecting something. Protect your credit score. That’ll come in a lot handier someday.”
‘Tears fills my eyes. She’s such a cunt, but then she says things like that and I just want to give her everything she wants. I want her to know that I wish to God this didn’t feel so good and that she didn’t feel so good.’
“I couldn’t stop myself anymore.”
“Why?”
She leans up and takes my face in one hand, nearly grazing my lips with hers. “Because sometimes two wrongs make a right, Clay.” She breathes hard. “Because venom works slowly but surely and I was so tired of not fighting for my life. And because one of the ingredients in anti-venom is venom, and sometimes you need poison to counteract the poison.”
2. But Clay dives in, pressing her body flush with mine as she lays a hand on my cheek. “Stop crying,” she whispers, pressing her forehead to mine. “Please stop.”
I go to grab hold of her, slip my hand around her waist, but I hold back. I already told her too much.
But the tears keep coming, no matter how I try to hold my breath to stifle the crying.
“All right, I’m gonna shave her head,” she says. “Where can I find her?”
I break into a laugh through the sobs, wiping my eyes. But when I look at her, she’s lifted her head off the pillow, and while I can’t make out her whole expression, she’s not joking.
“Seriously,” she says, pushing me onto my back and climbing on top of me. “You’re under my protection now and I get shit done. Want her fired? Arrested? Her car repossessed? Porta-potty shit dumped on her lawn, maybe?” she goes on. “I know a guy.”
3. “So, what did you want to talk about?” I ask.
“Your car’s extended warranty.”
I bury my face in her neck, unable to not laugh. “Brat.”
“Beautiful,” she calls me, instead.
“Trouble,” I counter.
“My pearl.”
“Hellion,” I bite out in her ear.
She turns her head, whispering, “Sunshine.”
“Pain in my ass.”
I smile and kiss her. I kiss her for a long time, the wind in our hair as the last light leaves us.
“Do you love me?” I ask against her lips.
She meets my eyes. “So much, I’ll hurt if you don’t marry me.”
And before I know what’s happening, she’s slipping something on my ring finger, her gaze never leaving mine.

🦐 ᴄᴏɴᴄʟᴜsɪᴏɴ

I hate Olivia Jaeger. I f*cking hate her, and I’d happily never love anything if I could hate her my whole life. My eyes pool with tears, and I don’t know why.
When you’re in the eye of the storm, the only way out is through.



“If you ever speak to me this way again, I will knock your teeth out.” I stare down into her eyes, a new energy filling me that kind of scares me, but I won’t fucking stop. Nothing comes between Liv and me. “Do you understand?”
Fear fills her blue eyes, and I squeeze harder as she tries to shift out of my grasp.
“Do you understand?” I bellow.
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"Baby..." she bites out, interrupting me. "If I think you're not mine, I might make a scene. Be very careful what you say next."
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My claws dig into her skin and her fingers are ripping her hair out of my scalp as we go at each other—hitting, tearing, squeezing, and raging.
I want to cry, I'm so happy. This is all I want. Everything I want. I don't want to ever do anything else.
Cheering fills my ears, she rolls on top of me, and I don't see anything but her.
I only feel her.
I hate Olivia Jaeger. I fucking hate her, and I'd happily never love anything if I could hate her my whole life.
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“My heart is yours. Shred it, burn it, I don’t care. I want every minute I can get.”
Audio book source: Audible
Story Rating: 4 stars
Narrators: Desiree Ketchum & Valentina Ortiz
Narration Rating: 4 stars
Genre: NA bully romance
Length: 14h 13m