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428 pages, Kindle Edition
First published March 10, 2024
“I’m not yours.”
“You will be.”
“I won’t.”
“You will.”
“What makes you so sure?”
“I always get what I want...And I want you like I’ve never wanted anything in my life.”
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“What do you want in return?”
Everything, I thought. I want everything you have to give and beyond. Every inch of you. Every smile. Every laugh. Every breath. Every touch.
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“You don’t actually like her, do you?”
No, I don’t like her. I more than like her. I’m tragically obsessed with her.
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“You’re always beautiful, Farrow Ballantine, but you are especially beautiful when you’re at my mercy.”
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“Remember, Octi. You can date whomever you want and sell yourself stories about moving on from me, but I will always be the one to f*ck you. The one to make you c*m. The one to own every inch of you.”
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“You’re my good luck charm, Farrow Ballantine. Even the universe knows I need you.”
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“It made me thrilled. Before Farrow, I’d forgotten how to be happy. I would give anything to bring her back.”
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"You slipped into my life pretending to be a problem and turned out to be my solution. My salvation.”
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“Are we endgame now?”
“Baby, we’re not only endgame. We’re in our own goddamn league."
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“I figured out why I love you.”
“And why is that?"
“You’re my home.”
“I figured out why I love you,” I countered.
“And why is that?”
“You make my soul breathe fire, my beautiful dark desire.”
“Laugh again,” I ordered.
Her delicate brows crashed together. “Make me, then.”
“Impossible. I have no sense of humor.”
“Develop one.”
'𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝒄𝒉𝒊𝒍𝒅 𝒃𝒓𝒊𝒅𝒆 𝒐𝒇 𝑺𝒂𝒕𝒂𝒏 𝒃𝒍𝒆𝒘 𝒊𝒏𝒕𝒐 𝒎𝒚 𝒍𝒊𝒇𝒆 𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆 𝒂 𝒕𝒐𝒓𝒏𝒂𝒅𝒐. 𝑺𝒍𝒊𝒑𝒑𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒊𝒏𝒕𝒐 𝒎𝒚 𝒄𝒂𝒔𝒕𝒍𝒆, 𝒈𝒐𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒕𝒉𝒓𝒐𝒖𝒈𝒉 𝒎𝒚 𝒔𝒉𝒊𝒕, 𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒚 𝒏𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒍𝒚 𝒘𝒊𝒏𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒂 𝑮𝒐 𝒈𝒂𝒎𝒆 𝒂𝒈𝒂𝒊𝒏𝒔𝒕 𝒎𝒆. 𝑨𝒏𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒏, 𝒕𝒐 𝒕𝒐𝒑 𝒂𝒍𝒍 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒐𝒇𝒇 𝒔𝒉𝒆 𝒓𝒂𝒏 𝒂𝒘𝒂𝒚 𝒄𝒂𝒓𝒕𝒐𝒐𝒏 𝒄𝒉𝒂𝒓𝒂𝒄𝒕𝒆𝒓 𝒔𝒕𝒚𝒍𝒆, 𝒄𝒍𝒊𝒎𝒃𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒐𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒎𝒚 𝒕𝒐𝒘𝒆𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒈𝒂𝒕𝒆 𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆 𝒂 𝒍𝒊𝒛𝒂𝒓𝒅. 𝑾𝒉𝒐𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒔𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒂𝒔, 𝒔𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒂𝒔𝒏'𝒕 𝒂 𝒄𝒖𝒔𝒉𝒊𝒐𝒏𝒆𝒅 𝒉𝒆𝒊𝒓𝒆𝒔𝒔 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒆𝒙𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒗𝒂𝒈𝒂𝒏𝒕 𝒅𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒎𝒔 𝒊𝒏 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒅 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒂 𝒃𝒍𝒂𝒄𝒌 𝑨𝒎𝒆𝒙 𝒊𝒏 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒗𝒊𝒏𝒕𝒂𝒈𝒆 𝑩𝒊𝒓𝒌𝒊𝒏.'The banter between these two was chefs kiss, I couldn't get enough. He was like the 'Tin Man' learning at a young age that to touch, to feel hurt, he became the 'Ice Man' untouchable, and in some ways unloveable. Human connections were beyond him, human touch was unbearable, but with her he slowly started to thaw which wrung all those mushy feels out of me.
'𝒁𝒂𝒄𝒉𝒂𝒓𝒚 𝑺𝒖𝒏 𝒅𝒊𝒅𝒏'𝒕 𝒅𝒐 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆, 𝒏𝒐𝒓 𝒑𝒂𝒔𝒔𝒊𝒐𝒏. 𝑯𝒖𝒎𝒂𝒏𝒔 𝒅𝒊𝒅 𝒏𝒐𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒓𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒉𝒊𝒎. 𝑵𝒖𝒎𝒃𝒆𝒓𝒔 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒎𝒊𝒏𝒅 𝒈𝒂𝒎𝒆𝒔 𝒅𝒊𝒅.'These two were perfectly imperfect but perfect for each other!
„Мило дневниче,
Изминаха 14 дни от прочитането на My Dark Desire. Все още не намирам думите, с които да опиша тази книга. 😍💘 Само нечленоразделни звуци, блуждаещи влюбени погледи и дълбоки въздишки през 5 минути. Човек ще рече, че раждам. 😵💫 Нима словесната ми диария е излекувана?“