Status Updates From Enemy (Vulture Hollow MC #1)

Sigh

Clyde shivers, and the gasp he makes turns into a low moan when I touch my cock to his opening, rubbing the spit in.
“I’m going to fill you with my babies.”

~ ?????

Idk what they could even do for the rest of the book

I know books like these, and I still thought Road might have been actually dead. Clyde and me both crying rn :(

I FORGOT ABOUT THE ROMEO AND JULIET PART OF TS, ROAD KILLING HIMSELF PHYSICALLY PAINS ME I'M SO DISTRAUGHT

OMGGG, DRAMAAAAAAA

AHHHHHH HE TOLD HIM ABOUT ROY, AND I NEED TO SLEEP NOWWWWWWWW 3

“Oh fuck… I can feel your heartbeat inside me.” It comes out much more romantic than I intended, but that’s how it feels. Like his pulse is mine.

~ They're so stinkin' cute

His voice is dark, like burnt sugar syrup. I’d love to lick the inside of his mouth now. I bet I could taste it.

~ The prose is kinda fire

He doesn’t get it. He doesn’t understand how special this is, or that it makes my heart quiver. But I don’t want to blurt out anything I shouldn’t, so I blow out the candle without making a wish, because I can’t think about anything but the fact that I’m in love with him, and that this cannot end well.

~ Homophobes can go die

I hate society, idk how people can read AIDS era stories because it's just so depressing already and there's less undercurrent here

It could be the experience he had in his teens that’s made him more understanding, and I only lo…like him more for it.
If I had a do-over, I’d like him to be my first.
We could fucking die in the coming weeks.
I want him inside me.

~ I'm dying, I'm so sad for them

I’ve heard that kind of talk from the guys over the years. “You always remember your first” and all that.
Sadly, I do.
And if I knew his face, he would be dead.

~ Welp... that's some childhood SA...

The lack of plans hurts especially bad today, because it’s his birthday. A big one too, thirty. I’d assume he’s celebrating with his buddies if he hadn’t told me it wasn’t a thing for him. I want to make it a thing. Something special just for us.

~ :(

“I’ll try not to shoot you if we run into each other with others present.” Clyde chuckles and the sound gives me a semblance of peace. “I’ll only stab you where it won’t kill you.”
Too late. He’s already stabbed me in the heart.

~ I'm gonna kms, I hate that they're at war again 3

I fucking want him.

~ :)

I fucking want him.

Huh, the cover is Clyde and not Roadkill. My whole life is a lie

But despite the discomfort in my left hand, my thoughts return to Clyde, and when I see that he hasn’t even read any of the new messages, one thing becomes clear—I need to see for myself if he’s fine.
I know where he lives.

~ Omg. Worst idea ever

Iv'e done my math wrong??? Anyway I love them <3

CLYDE DUSTED THE EGGS with a red spice that added a pleasant, smoky flavor. I’m close to asking what it is, but a part of me wants a repeat of this meal at some point in the future, and if he’s the only one who knows the secret, it will be as special as the first time.

~ It's so insane how fucking domestic this is, I swear it's not earned

Finally, the fateful exchange from months ago led us here. We could have both been dead, so as risky as it is, I don’t want to live on with yearning and regret.
I want this. I want him. And he wants me.
Nothing simpler in the world.

~ They're so weirdly intimate?? I might love them a teenie tiny bit idk

I want to know everything about him all of a sudden. Not just like before—what he’s scheming as one of the Butchers. I want to know where he lives, who he meets, his daily routine, his dream bike, his favorite food, even who his tattoo artist is.

~ But why?????