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400 pages, Hardcover
First published June 29, 2015
“I do whatever I want…because I’m my own person. And I’ll fight for whatever I need to make me whole. Whoever I need to make me whole.” Niklas
“Victor was a natural, a machine, he took to everything as innately as an infant learning to crawl….I knew I would never be as good as Victor no matter how hard I tried,” Niklas
“I believed him when he told me that night that he’d never do anything to cause me harm. I believed him with my whole life and my whole heart and my whole goddamned soul.” Niklas
“When I look at you, I see Niklas as that boy all over again, and I will not let you follow me into misery the way I let my brother….I know no other man with more loyalty and heart, than my brother” Victor
“To be human means to always go with your heart. The moment you betray your heart is the moment you lose everything.” Victor
“I choose you,…And I choose this life, Victor. And I’m not doing any of this because of you. It’s what I want.” Izabel













“With Francesca Moretti, the stakes are higher, the risk greater, and the game deadlier.”

“We are unique, you and I, the black wolves of our families, mutations; we are special.”


“Loyalty is not so unlike love: you do things for it that you would not otherwise do; you feel a terrible, all-consuming sense of responsibility to uphold it; you go the extra mile to prove it; and most of all, you accept the pain it creates because to deny it would be to deny the loyalty itself. The only difference between loyalty and love is that for love you do all of these things because you want to, and you would do them again, and again, and again. Loyalty is learned; love is organic.”


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Niklas ♥


"Loyalty is learned; love is organic."
"I may hate him for what he did to Claire, your sister, but he's still my brother and I still watch his back. And nobody fucks my brother over but me. Nobody will have their vengeance on my brother for any wrong he's ever done, but me."










"I do whatever I want…because I’m my own person. And I’ll fight for whatever I need to make me whole. Whoever I need to make me whole."

I dip my head toward her and slowly touch my lips to hers; my hand carefully wrapped about the side of her neck. I want to squeeze it, like I would any common whore like Jackie who I can fuck my aggressions out on, but I can’t. I can’t and I don’t know why. Instead, I slip my tongue into her mouth and find hers. And I can’t take it; I feel my lips slowly crushing against mouth as we drink in each other ’s breath. I want—need—to pull away, but I can’t do that either. I kiss her long and deep and hard until I feel like I’m running on the fringes of my emotions; they’re tearing away at me like hands in Hell reaching out for me as I leap over the flames, trying to pull me down with them into sin, and as hard as I try to get away, a part of me wants them to take me. I want to sin. I want to kiss her.That motherf!cking kiss! I never thought I wanted it to happen until it happened!? I can't believe it! I shouldn't like it, but IDGAF! I want more. Bring it on! I'm ready.
And so I do.
And I don’t stop.
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"Niklas wanted freedom; he has always wanted to be his own person, play by his own rules, live by his own standards, and not in the shoes or the shadows or beneath the gavel or the whip of anyone else."
“To be human means to always go with your heart. The moment you betray your heart is the moment you lose everything.”
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I believed him…“Stronger?” she says. “No, Izabel, it’s exactly the opposite. To love someone is to take on the responsibility of keeping them safe, of worrying about them. It’s just a burden.”
“Well, I think you’re wrong,” I say. “To love someone means you have something in life to fight for, something to live for—I guess you wouldn’t know, you’ve never felt love, so you can’t possibly understand.”