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530 pages, Kindle Edition
First published October 27, 2014
"What made you this way?"
"Sweetheart, I wouldn't even know where to begin.�
He'd certainly met his match with her.
"I know how to keep a secret," she said. "That's in my blood, too. And I know without a doubt that you know how, too. He wouldn't even have to know."
"You're worth more than that," Corrado said. "You deserve to be somebody's everything, not somebody's secret.�
"It's the way you're looking at me... it's like you've never seen something so beautiful before."
"I haven't."
"That's the way you're looking at me."
"And it bothers you?"
"I cant' live up to it. You put me on a pedestal. I'll only fall."
"You'll never fall. Not if I'm there to catch you."
"The world made me this way. And maybe they all hate me, but still, they need me. Because without villains, there wouldn't be superheroes."
"Everyone was good at something. Some people painted. Others played music. Corrado just happened to be good at murder. He accepted that. Embraced it. That was who he was."
"It's not easy to hurt when you hardly feel anything anymore."
"Your light is the only thing in this world not tainted by my darkness."
"No one would take what belonged to him."
“Everyone was good at something. Some people painted. Others played music. Corrado just happened to be good at murder. He accepted that. Embraced it. That was who he was. The Kevlar Killer.�
"What made you this way?"
"Sweetheart, I wouldn't even know where to begin.�
“Killing, to Corrado, had always been a job. It was technical, methodic. It was never emotional.�
“He'd never seen anything so downright beautiful. A sense of peace fell over him, calming him, pacifying the always-tense nerves inside of him, and soothing his very soul. He wanted to take that moment, to capture it, and keep it forever.�
"The world made me this way. And maybe they all hate me, but still, they need me. Because without villains, there wouldn't be superheroes."
“She's saying Santa Claus doesn't come to our house."
Celia tensed a bit, realizing he had been listening. "He can."
"No, he can't."
"We have a chimney."
"If something comes down my chimney, I'm shooting it...especially a fat man wearing a suit.�
“Everyone was good at something. Some people painted. Others played music. Corrado just happened to be good at murder. He accepted that. Embraced it. That was who he was. The Kevlar Killer.�
She groaned. "Then what, Corrado? What do you want?"
His strong hands cupped both of her cheeks as he leaned down toward her. He stared into her eyes, drinking in the devotion she—for some godforsaken reason—felt toward him. "I'm a greedy man, Celia. I want everything.�
“Smiling, Celia leaned up on her tiptoes and kissed him. She pulled back, pressing her hand flat against his chest. His heart thumped erratically against her palm.
"You're wrong about yourself," she said seriously. "You said you were heartless, but that's not true. I can feel it, Corrado. It's in there. And as long as it's beating, I know it's there, working overtime, and you'll never convince me otherwise.�
"I'd infect you with my darkness."
"Or maybe I'd cure you of it."
"You can't know that."
"Neither can you."
"You're worth more than a moment, Celia," he said, reaching out and grabbing her hand again. "I'd rather give you a lifetime."
"After they invited you in, after they embraced you, there was no walking away. It's a beautiful web of glorious silk, intricately woven together with deception, which draws you in like moths to a flame. But as soon as you're close, as soon as you approach, the web snatches a hold of you and refuses to let go. And once you're stuck, the black widow comes and fucks you good before eating you alive."
“Nice job, Moretti.� Corrado shook his head. “A job is a job, sir. If you’re doing it right, there’s nothing nice about it.�
"I'll never deserve you, I'll never be good for you, but I'll spend the rest of my life trying to be enough . And the simple fact that you're letting me proves your beauty.
Her eyebrows rose in challenge. "Absurd? Tell me� when did you fall in love with me? Because I loved you the first time I heard your voice, and I don't think that's absurd."
"The world treats me like I wronged them, when really, the world wronged me," Corrado said. "The world made me this way. And maybe they all hate me, but still, they need me. Because without villains, there wouldn't be superheroes."
And my very favorite, because if there is one single line that sums this book up and what it's about, this is the one...
"He hated being bad for the only good thing in his life."
Stay far away from this book if you’re an empath because it very nearly broke me.
"The world treats me like I wronged them when really, the world wronged me. The world made me this way. And maybe they all hate me, but still, they need me. Because without villains, there wouldn't be superheroes."
"I'll never deserve you, I'll never be good for you, but I'll spend the rest of my life trying to be enough. And the simple fact that you're letting me proves your beauty. Because your beauty, Celia, is more than skin deep. As beautiful as you are on the outside -- and you are -- it's what's beneath it that's the most beautiful of all."
"I'm a terrible person. Greedy. And angry. And vengeful. The most selfish man you'll ever meet. I'm heartless. I take what doesn't belong to me. I hurt anyone who gets in my way. And you want to know what the worst part is? I feel no remorse for any of it."
"The world made me this way. And maybe they all hate me, but still, they need me. Because without villains, there wouldn't be superheroes."
"You throw a man into a war and he's gonna kill, you know? Gotta do what we gotta do, any means necessary to make it out alive. And besides, people should never be punished for protecting family, no matter what."
"So you like my, uh, bigger places?"
“Because without villains, there wouldn't be superheroes."
"Hey Corrada...you gonna let me get a word in here"
"Sure, why not"
He me smile big.
He me laugh hard.
He my heart break for him.
He me swoon