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461 pages, Kindle Edition
First published October 30, 2021
Never underestimate our girl Juniper, she is strong, sassy, puts up with nothing, and is murderous. She has been in survival mode for years and going from place to place.
Zane is everything, (sorry Leon) he is a hot, cocky, smooth talker, sadomasochistic, and just met his match.
“I haven’t even begun to wreck you, girl. You think you won this round? You’ve only made me crave breaking you more.” She grinned, flipping me off from the floor. “I’ve already wrecked you, demon boy. Round one goes to me.”
The chemistry between Zane and Juniper is explosive. It made all my lady parts tingle. (I will have to take that out for a retail review). Like I wanted a cigarette after they had sex or been a fly on the wall.
Go on and bite me,” he growled. “Fucking bite me like you mean it.” God, his words got me hot. I bit down, hard, hard enough to have broken a mortal man’s fingers. But it only made Zane more vicious, it made him groan in pleasure as he fucked into me at a punishing pace.
This book is intense, wicked, dark, and what a wild ride. I had to brace myself a time to two. It’s well written, I have said this before, and It still holds true, what a vivid Imagination that the author articulates flawless through her writing. I love it when I can picture a whole world in front of me. We also have a glimpse of Everely and the
perfect handoff to her book.
If you haven’t started this series and love spicy dark PNR, what are you waiting for? I highly recommend it.
I squat down, glaring into her smug, beautiful face. “I haven��t even begun to wreck you, girl. You think you won this round? You’ve only made me crave breaking you more.”
She grinned, flipping me off from the floor. “I’ve already wrecked you, demon boy. Round one goes to me."
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“As if you want me to be nice,” she ground out the words, snarling furiously as she thrashed beneath me. She was right — this was exactly how I liked her. Righteously angry, proudly in denial that every choice she made was bringing her closer to what she so desperately wanted: a good hard fuck.
I secured her wrists firmly against her back in my hand, and dragged my claws across her shoulders. She hissed at the sting and her hips bucked up, wedging nicely between my legs and right up against my balls. “What do we say if we want it to stop, Juniper?” I prodded, making sure she was still grasping logic and not losing herself in the struggle. “Tell me. Tell me now, or we don’t play.”
She grit her teeth, panting for a moment from the effort of fighting against me. “Mercy,” she finally whispered.
➥ Juniper (h) ugh she's so hot. I'm so beyond glad that Harley Laroux chose to write a strong female main character this time. Especially since my main qualm with the first book was that the fmc was pretty weak and silly. I love Juniper in this book and how she gave as much as she took. I liked how it pumped up the tension between her and Zane because it felt like they were on even playing field. I hope we get more fmcs that put up a fight from HL <3
She rocked forward and back, fucking herself on the weapon. When I looked down at her face, lying against the floor, she smiled at me wickedly. “You wish it was your dick,” she said, running her tongue over those soft, perfect lips. “But I can still come on my gun. It doesn’t make a difference to me.”
➥ Zane (H), of course I enjoyed his character. How could I not? He is a little more on the degrading preference side which isn't what get's me the hottest if I'm being honest. You get quite a lot of the "you little sick slut" which, again, isn't really my thing. But, for being something I'm not really into, Zane executed it really well. My problem with phrases like that is that I usually can't take the character seriously when they say things like that, but Zane...yeah I took him seriously HAHA <3 He was a gentleman and sweetheart when he wanted to so 😌💗 and his petname for Juniper towards the end is "love" 😭😭😭 (so much better than bbg). Oh, and he has, not one, but two tounge piercings on each side of his forked tongue 😌.
I knelt down and kissed her hands. “Just this one time, Juniper. Lay down your weapons, and let me use mine.”
And he's funny too!! 😭😭😭
“Hello, little demon. Do you submit to death?” (bad guys)
I sighed heavily. “No, unfortunately, I don’t. Actually, I’d like to lodge a complaint. Killing me is...uh...severely uncalled for.”
He picked up a French Maid costume, encased in a plastic bag. “These costumes look like lingerie.”
“Yeah. That’s kind of the point.” He grinned. “You should buy this one.”
I scoffed. “You should. I’d look ridiculous.”
“Fuck, I’d look hot as hell in this,” he said. “And I’d still dick you down good. Demon maid at your service.” He thrust his hips, and the image of him doing that dressed as a maid almost broke me.
“God, stop. Please.” I had to turn away because I was trying too hard not to laugh. But I quickly added, “Buy it in your size, but you are not wearing it to the party.”
I leaned into her. Her arms tightened around me.
“What the fuck did you do to him?” Her voice was vicious. “You said he wouldn’t be hurt, Everly!”
“He’s fine.” I could hear the eyeroll in the Archdemon’s words. “He’s just being dramatic.”
I was being dramatic, yes. But I’d gotten Juniper to be all soft over me as a result, and that was immensely satisfying.
I stood over her, her wide eyes defiant and terrified as they looked up, and I smiled with a mouthful of sharp teeth. “Run.”
She fired the gun. The bullet struck my shoulder. It felt like nothing more than a pinch. I looked down at the wound curiously, poking my finger in to dig out the bullet. She watched, in horror, as I dropped the bloodied bit of metal onto the ground.
“My, my, so flirtatious.” I chuckled. “Do that again, Juniper, and I might think you want to play.”
His mouth pressed to mine and my lips parted for him, drinking in his taste like it was the first shot of whiskey on a cold night. He squeezed my throat as he kissed me, his nails digging into my skin, far sharper than I’d expected. His tongue moved against mine, and I could feel the smooth, rounded metal of a tongue piercing — not one but two — and gave a soft moan as he bit my lip. Breathless, our mouths parted, but only so he could whisper, “Aww, did you really think I’d be that gentle?”
“I really hate that disguise. It’s such a fucking bother. But if I didn’t use it, all you humans would be running away from me, screaming.” He paused. “Oh, wait...I like it when you run and scream.”
“Oh God,” she moaned, and I could feel the extra resistance as I pressed the gun into her, her walls tightening. “I’m...I’m gonna come…” Like hell she was. I jerked her up from the floor and slammed her onto her back. “Don’t you dare call for God,” I snarled. “It’s my name you’re going to be crying.” I slid the gun away, and it skid across the tile as I tore open my jeans, practically ripping the fabric. She was giggling — the wind was knocked out of her but she was fucking giggling at me. I tossed away her jeans and shredded her panties, laying her bare.
He entered me fully, leaning over me as my legs shook and I gasped, breathless at the stretch of having all of him inside me. “There’s my girl,” he growled in my ear, with a sudden hard, cruel thrust into me. “You take the pain so fucking well.” I was so full, but my pussy was aching for him. It was swollen, dripping with need as he said sweetly, “Spread your legs for me again, love. I’m going to make you come.”
I was too high on pain, still drowning in pleasure. It was easier just to growl at him, and snap at his hand like a feral thing, than to manage words. But he dodged my bite and came back harder, smiling wide as he hooked two fingers in my mouth. “Go on and bite me,” he growled. “Fucking bite me like you mean it.” God, his words got me hot. I bit down, hard, hard enough to have broken a mortal man’s fingers. But it only made Zane more vicious, it made him groan in pleasure as he fucked into me at a punishing pace.
She moaned, shaking as she leaned back heavily against me. “Fuck, fuck, I’m gonna come —”
“There’s my good girl,” I murmured, keeping my pace steady, holding her tight as she gasped. “Come for me, love.”
He eased me down, tucking back my hair as I closed my eyes and caught my breath. He caressed my thighs, touching softly where they stung, and leaving gentle kisses over my hot skin. “Fucking beautiful,” he murmured. “So beautiful.” And I actually felt like I was.
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"Say that again", he said. "Tell me what you want."
"Fuck me up." I smiled. "Just fucking wreck me."
#1 Her Soul to Take ★★★★★
#1 Her Soul for Revenge ★★★★★
“If the woods call your name, don’t answer. Run.”
There are places on Earth that are cursed all the way down to their roots. Places that hold pain, that tasted blood and can’t get enough. Places where darkness grows, and even in daylight, they lie under a shadow.
Survival is messy. Survival has no morals or kindness. Survival isn’t black and white, good versus evil. Survival is shades of red; it’s blood taken and blood lost.
Monsters were real and Gods were evil, so the world was already going to Hell, regardless of my weird sexual turn-ons.
“Fix you? Ah, little wolf, I have no desire to fix you. I just want to see all your broken edges shine. I want to feel how sharp you are. ”