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Ugh poor Mori 💔

“You don’t want to get off the sofa? I’ll sit with you. You’re having an anxiety attack? I’ll talk you through it. No matter what you’re thinking or going through, I’ll be at your side. Nothing about you can scare me away. That’s the good thing about demons. Your darkness cannot contend with mine.”

I love Cal 😭

Your honor, I love them

“How does it feel—” He drags his hand down my length as he speaks against my lips. “To be kissed by a man?” Both my hands rise to grip the nape of his neck. “Like I never want you to fucking stop.”

HERE WE GO

Yes, I knew this was a little… pathetic. A three-way hug between me, a ghost stuffie, and a sock. But for someone who had next to nothing, this was everything.

Shut up, I love him 😭

“Do you want to see me again?”
I study him—my complete opposite. He’s a criminal, violent, vulgar, and likely a sinner beyond saving. I’m a priest who strives to live my life with obedience, and in a way that Christ would. But I’m also a priest with secrets and demons, just like anyone else. I know I should say no. But I don’t want to.

I’m a sucker for some good fanart, honestly 9/10 times it’ll get me to read the book 🤣

“Are you two going to help me or not?” Mikhail rolls his eyes. “Only if you let go of my shirt before I drop you, motherfucker. And is that a rabbit over there?” I shove him back, breathing hard. “Yes, that’s a fucking rabbit, and no you can’t pet her, bitch.” 🤣

Kelly Francis Mackey. Five-ten, twenty-seven—same age as me. I snort. What kind of parents name their son Kelly Francis? Sounds like they wanted him to get his ass kicked in school.

“Hawke,” he croaks, almost like he’d forgotten my name. “Ah … hey.”

The hurt of unanswered texts, declined calls, and that weird feeling of missing a limb crashes back into me.
And the words are out before I can stop them.

“Hey. Do we know each other?”

Oof 😭😭

So excited for this!!

He tried to keep hold of his walls—those last barriers of crucial fucking self-awareness that kept him safe from hoping for too much—but they kept crumbling before he could fortify them, shattered by Ash and Ryder’s fierce fucking persistence.

“We’re keeping him.” If Ryder was at all surprised by the declaration, he didn’t show it. He only cocked his head with a mild, “Are we?” “We are. I’m right about this, I know I am. You, me, Spencer. It’s a total thing.”

Love a guy who knows what he wants 😋