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First published December 17, 2016
If the road to hell is paved with good intentions, then I must be headed straight for heaven.
I don't have feelings for people or objects or places or sentimental longing for old memories. While most people have an emotional capacity that rises and falls in relation to the object or person, I was not plagued with such a hindrance.
He really is a Saint. And I really am the Devil. But together, we're a match made in heaven.
Once my hair is braided and I’ve got makeup on, Rory walks up behind me and snaps a picture of us with his phone.
“Did you just take a selfie with me?” I ask, horrified.
“I did.” He smirks. “Get used to it, Satan. I want lots of pretty pictures of you on my phone.”
Rory would get bored with me too, no matter what he tells himself. It's only the chase that thrills him. And if I wasn't fucking him over right now, he'd be fucking me over in only a few short months. No question about it.
"This is how it's like," I tell him. "Ye came into out establishment. And ye touched one of our women without her permission. And that stripper? She's also a mother. A damn good one at that. She works her arse off to put food on the table, believe it or not. It's not for the love of your cock."
I reach down and yank the knife from Scarlett's thigh and I plunge it into his fucking throat, slashing through the artery.
"When one of us goes to war," Crow says, "we all go to war."
All my yesterdays mean nothing if my tomorrows aren't with you.
She's toxic. Poison.
She's feminine. Inviting.
And no doubt deadly as hell.
Scarlett doesn't feel anything. She doesn't show any emotion. She's colder than a fucking ice cube even though she looks anything but.
I'm a wrecking ball, and you don't fuck with a wrecking ball.
I'm a compulsive liar. It's what I do for a living. It's what i do to survive.
Rory Brodrick. AKA the Saint.
He's a fighter. A hustler. And a mobster.
I've been lying to Rory since the day that I met him....
It's a second nature. As easy as breathing. To lie even when I don't need to.
I can be patient. And she will learn to trust me.
I'm not ever going to give up on you. I'm not ever going to e like the people who walked out of your life and hurt you. I'm in your corner, always. And I will go to battle for ye every single day for the rest of my life, so long as I have you by my side.
He really is a Saint. And I really am the Devil.
"I don't know how this happened."
"I protect the people I love. And sometimes, that means getting a little bloody."Told in dual POV, Saint, for me, was slightly different from the other books in the series. Although it contained the same amount of mob action, smoking hot steam, and dark romance, I found it difficult to connect with Scarlett. Scarlett is a truly damaged heroine and although I admired Rory's dedication to her, I found myself frustrated with her inability to appreciate Rory and the loyalty he so willingly gave to her. Still, this was another stunning read with a unique plot set in a mafia world!
"I’m no good for you. You only get one warning."
"Anyone who wants to judge me
can fuck right off."
There's honey on her lips, but destruction in her kiss.There's so much promise in that quote, don't you think? SO MUCH. Unfortunately, this one went terribly wrong for me despite including everything that gets me hot and bothered:
==>revengeI should have been in heaven! Damn it, I should be gushing right now about how much I loved this book! But somehow all of the above potential was utterly squandered.
==>mafia
==>enemies to lovers
==>take no bullshit, kick-ass heroine
==>low-key alpha hero
==>dark themes
==>amazing author