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Nah

The way Ty talked about his software-developer friend made me think of him as some sort of fugly dork, but he’s not that at all.

~ Okay BITCH

I can't

He rushes out, leaving me spinning from the intense fuck and that final confrontation—this part of Logan that can’t stand what he knows in his heart is true. What I learned is true from what we just shared.
He wants to submit as much as I want to dominate him.

~ I'm tired of this trash, let Logan be his own person without surrendering his autonomy. It pmo so bad

You have taken control of my will... you’ve weaponized it against me, your ally? All for what? So you can get your dick wet? You’re sick.”
I clench my fists. “You’re putting this all on me when you’re the one acting like a fucking slut around me. I was ready to end this before you kept pushing, demanding I fuck you.”

~ Yknow... I'm not really a huge fan of slut shaming

“Killian.” I’m waiting for him to submit, but instead he says, “Please.”
There’s a desperation to his words, as though if I pull out, he might die. And given how it’s tearing me up trying to pull out of him, I suddenly hate myself for hurting him like this. Maybe because of his plea, or because I can’t take that pain anymore, I surrender, pushing back into him.

~ Compromise..? :/

I should hate the way he refers to my ass as a pussy and cunt, but something about it feels so naughty, and I crave it.

~ :(

“I’m gonna take you right here,” he whispers before nipping my earlobe. “I’m not even gonna use this condom. Or lube.”

~ But why :(

I'm so tired of the "You can't control me" - "We'll see about that". Genuinely pisses me off so bad. I miss Kazimir :(

I find it strange that Logan's biggest hang up in all of this is his sex life?? Pure deflection or denial idk, there are so many more things to worry about...

He’s mine. Who the hell is this fucker with her grimy hands all over Log?

~ Can we choose a different nickname pls..?

He didn’t seem to give a fuck whether I wanted him touching me like that, and yet, as he pointed out, I didn’t tell him not to. Maybe I just figured it was useless when he was going to do whatever the hell he wanted to my body anyway.

~ Okay but this is a real reason people don't object to unwanted touch...

“I don’t imagine that’s why you need to consider this, Logan. But I’m a decent man, so I can give you time to come to terms with being my wife—”
“Husband.”
“Wife,” I emphasize, earning another glare.

~ I don't like feminisation

I do adore a short-ish book

I will NOT be reading book 2

“Tate, are you crying?”
“No,” I practically sob. Don’t fucking get it, though. I’m not hurt. Maybe some of that irrational terror I always feel now—that something will happen to Ryan—is there. Which, by the way, is about to become completely unmanageable now that I’m in love with him.
“Do you know what brought it on?”
“I … I think it was being here with you.”
“Me?”
“Fuck, I love you so damn much, Ryan.”

~ Adorable

Griff cool af, taking Clarence's gun <3

Being with Tate hurts, but being without Tate would be like breathing in a room devoid of oxygen.

~ Tate is pissing me off, treat my boy how he deserves to be treated

“I don’t think I know what I want,” I admit. “Fuck, I can’t be thinking about this shit anyway. Those factors do exist, and what I want doesn’t matter. So long as I need to protect Griff, hockey will have to come second.”

~ I'm not crying, I'm crying

Ryan signs.
It’s done.
I rip his clothes off and viciously fuck him over the bar top, no mercy, till he comes.

~ Oh... my bad, imma go somewhere else ig, I don't wanna intrude

Fuck. Where am I? I’m not even paying attention. I take Ryan’s strong left hand in mine and slide the ring onto his finger. “I fucking take you as my husband, dollface.”
Ryan smiles.
“D’aww,” the other-other one says. “There it is again.” Hmmm. He might be growing on me.

~ They're lowkey so cute

Holy shit, his uncle 1984'd him with the rats, I'm gonna be sick

Yeah, I’m so going to end up in a glass case next to Pearl, but I’d better always outrank that bitch.

~ I'm glad he's finding humour in this still

“And we can trust your brother?” I have to push aside what the word brother conjures in me. My brother was my best friend, but I don’t know if that’s still true.
“I’d trust him with your life.”

~ Idk if I trust Like like that but okay

Kane bolts from outta nowhere, skating hard toward him, shoulder-to-shoulder, slamming him into the boards.
Something in my memory sparks, but before I can grab at it, Rowan goes down hard, his right knee buckles, and Kane’s large ass topples on top of him.

~ I ADORE YOU KANE, genuinely got me giggling and kicking my feet

You cannot fall for Tate VanCourt, Ryan.

~ I'm sorry, can we check the progress real quick!??!

“Make sure he finds his way to my seats,” I say, rubbing a hand over the now tender spot where he pushed me. If I’m lucky, I might have a bruise.
If I’m extra lucky, I leave here with a husband.

~ Kys, let him play

Juts had to write a fic real quick <3

I've never been so mad in my entire life

“Looks like I spoke too soon about him behaving,” a low voice growls beside me. “He’s gonna get it when I have him alone. I heard him moaning in his sleep last night. Was hot. Maybe I’ll bend him over, make him⁠—”
I see fucking red.
And then red sprays across the ice.

~ I'M GONNA FUCKING KILL HIM, LET ME AT HIM! ISTFG, CAN TRAV OR WHOEVER PLEASE FUCKING SAVE THE DAY I'M GETTING SO FUCKING UPSET