Recommended By Jean
Recommended By Jean
Lucy Smoke's Sick Boys are what dreams are made of. OK, honestly, if I met them or Avalon in real life, I would run the other way. However, it is super fun to read about them and pretend to be part of their twisted world for the time it takes to read the book. The plot thickens in the second book, as Avalon finds out more about who set her up, but the mysteries just keep piling up. There are definitely some dark themes in this series, and if violence isn't your thing, you may want to pass. But if you enjoy a dark, twisted story that will keep you guessing throughout while also bringing a ton of heat to the party, grab this one today!
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My eyes roll back into my head, and I shudder as he drives in and out of me. I can't breathe. I can't see. I can't do anything but feel as he powers forth, thrusting into me until his movements pick up speed, and then suddenly, he stills within me. His hands come down hard on my hips and grip, holding me tight as he spills himself inside of me.
She gasps, her mouth popping open in the window's reflection, and her walls clamp down harder with each withdrawal. The grip of her pussy sucks on my digits, trying to keep me there. On the next push, instead of merely letting the pad of my thumb tap against her back door, I shove it in. Two fingers in her pussy and a thumb in her ass. "Fuck!" She screams as an orgasm consumes her.
Our tongues duel like masters of the craft - fighting for dominance. She bites and sucks and moans as I fuck her. My cock piercing drags along her inner folds, lighting her up from the inside, I'm sure.
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Rule No. 2: Show no fear.
They’re vile and twisted.
The only thing more fucked up than the Sick Boys is me, and I’m ready to show them.
The Sick Boys are hiding something from me. They want to pretend like I didn’t kill my rapist and they didn’t help. But we’re not ordinary college students, that much has become clear to me, and I’m growing tired of all of the lies and secrets.
Their masks are cracking and finally, I’m starting to see the grotesque reality underneath. It’s far darker than I ever expected, and it’s not enough. They know everything about me, so now it’s my turn. I fear nothing. Not them. Not the man that I killed or the people who set me up.
Fear is for the weak and I, Avalon Manning, am anything but.