by Dee Garcia
“We need to wrap this up, love. It’s getting late,” Callans says softly.
There’s an urgency, though, one I can’t ignore. He’s right, we have to get moving. “I just need five more minutes. Do what you want with her.”
Callan nods, head turning slowly to Wendy. She cowers away from him, shoulders shooting up to her ears. “Please don’t. Please. I’m a good person.”
“I don’t doubt it,” he agrees. “Nothing personal, sweetheart, but I’m famished. The calmer you stay, the less it’ll hurt.”
The sound of skin puncturing, Peter belting her name as she cries out.
Lithe hand to his mouth, I silence him with an agitated snarl, weight of the sword keeping me grounded. “Hush, Peter. Wendy is the last thing you should be worried about when your life is on a very thin line right now.”
“Kill me. You can kill me! Just leave her alone!”
“You know, the old me would be so heartbroken at the desperation in your voice, at how you really do love her. But the new me?” I muse, tilting my head to force his eyes on me. “The new me doesn’t give a flying fuck. You’re disgusting, ill, a pathetic excuse for a man. I regret every single moment I spent with you and—”
“I’m sorry! I’m sorry, okay!”
“Yeah, I’m sure you are. Too bad it doesn’t mean shit to me. Nothing will ever change the fact that my brother took my virginity, that he was my everything when he knew he wasn’t supposed to be. Now that Wendy can’t hear you—tell me. Was it worth it?” I reach for the zipper of his pants, hand worming its way through to pull out his dick. I nearly laugh in his face as my palm wraps around it, his protests vibrating against the palm sealed over his mouth. I once used to think he was perfection in every sense of the word. This little boy has nothing on Hook. I’m actually disgusted, bidding back the gag roiling my stomach as I work his length. “Did you enjoy every time I touched your dick like this? Did it give you a thrill when you greedily filled my pussy knowing it was forbidden? Did you like. Fucking. Your sister?”
“I’m sorr—”
Again, what remains to be said never comes to be.
So alarmed by my groping, he didn’t expect my sudden reach for the sword. Didn’t expect me to drag the blade upward at the base of his member in one clean slice...until I hold the bloodied appendage up to his line of sight.
His eyes swell in understanding, mouth popping open to scream as he falls in a heap into his own blood, ravaged by indescribable pain.
How does it feel, you piece of shit?
With Wendy’s strangled moans erupting from the other side of the room, I smile wickedly, pointing the sword at Hook as a sudden idea strikes my fancy. “Don’t kill her. I want her to see this.”
Hook unlatches immediately with a content sigh, locking his fingers through her hair in a tight fist, matching crimson rivers pouring down his chin and her neck.
The scent of blood, that chilling stench of death wafts around me, spurring me on in this newer version of vengeance.
Dropping the sword to the ground, I drag the bastard onto his feet and pin him to the wall, my breaths ragged, pure adrenaline racing through my veins. “Once upon a time, I loved you. Now, I absolutely detest you. Even as I’m watching you bleed out, struggling to breathe, I feel nothing but regret. You are the biggest mistake of my entire life, and I hope you rot in hell for the rest of time knowing that.”
And then I shove his bloodied dick down his throat.
So far down there is no gasping for air. He simply slips from my grip, and right as he’s falling, I slice the hooked sword through the air, severing his head from his body. Nothing but a moment ticks by when a double thud resounds through the air, both pieces of his being hitting the ground, the light in his chocolate eyes fading, and fading, and—
“Don’t scream, or you’re next,” I say to Wendy, pointing the sword in her direction.
Hook’s brow quirks in confusion. “Weren’t we going to ki—”
“We will, eventually.” I holster the bloodstained sword once more. “But I have a better idea for now.”
Callan looks to the floor at the remains of the boy who overstepped his bounds with me, at the boy who broke my heart when he never should’ve had my heart in the first place. “Color me intrigued, my love. What might that be?”
A slow pucker of his lips pulls me into the direction of the man who saved me in more ways than one. Who made me exactly who I was supposed to be in the end; powerful, independent and free.
“Let’s take her with us. The brood might enjoy passing her around while we give her a tour.”
Hook seems impressed. Really impressed, dipping his head to seal our mouths together in a chaste yet soul searing kiss. When he eases back, the very corners of his lips twitch in that devilish smirk. “You were incredible by the way,” he husks out. “Nice touch at the end there.”
“Ehhh.” I shrug. “Immortality and all that, you know?”
His smirk spreads in a full grin, gaze cutting to Wendy. “Sorry, Wendylocks, she runs the show tonight. I guess we’re taking you with us.”
“W-where are you taking me?” Wendy simpers, eyes wide.
“Shut your mouth, wench. You’ll find out when we get there.”
THE END
At least for Tinks and Hook that is.
You should flip the page, though…
Find out what happens when Wendy crosses over to a realm that only existed in her wildest dreams. Or perhaps they’re nightmares?
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Acknowledgments
Another one for the books, y’all—number 12. I always say this but, I can’t believe it. Especially with Venom. It’s PNR...I never thought I could pen a PNR novel, and now, I can proudly say I did. Because I am, I’m so proud of this story.
So in love with it.
It’s exactly what I wanted it to be, exceeded my expectations. This has to be the book I’ve loved writing most to date, and it wouldn’t be possible without the help of some amazing people.
To my sposa and my bae bae—thank you for being my dream team. For always having my back, for believing in me, pushing me, and always urging me to be better. I love you both infinitely.
To my #SinisterSquad girls—thank you for jumping aboard this project and making all of this happen. Venom is here because of YOU. I can’t express how humbled, honored, and thankful I am to be working with you all. Let’s rock this bitch!
To my PA, Victoria—your constant love, support, and friendship mean the world to me. Thank you for sticking by me every step of the way, always adjusting my crown, and reminding me that I can do this. I owe you more than you know.
To my Alphas and dear friends, RiRi and Tasha—thank you for tolerating me on a regular basis. You read for me, give me honest feedback, let me vent or gush when needed, and do it with love. You two will always have a special place in my heart.
To my BETA’s, Danielle and Melissa—the best part of this whole experience was that I didn’t just come out of it with two BETA’s, I came out of it with two friends. Thank you for going through this journey with me. Sucks for you now because you’re stuck with me! :P
To my devious Devils—thank you for still being here with me. Your constant cheers and endless amounts of love keep me going. I can’t wait for you to see what I have planned for 2020!
And lastly, but certainly not least, to my babies and the man—thank you for putting up with me when I get cranky. I know the nights may be long, and sometimes, even the days, but I promise you it’ll be worth it. I’m doing this for us.
About the Author
Self-published author Dee Garcia was born in Miami, Florida. A voracious fan of romance novels and a long time lover of the written word, her mission is to craft unique, compelling stories that will give her readers a place to briefly escape the monotony of everyday reality. With fierce, headstrong heroine’s and swoon-worthy, possessive Alpha males weaved into her thrilling
tales, Dee hopes to leave her mark on the Indie world, one decadent plot twist at a time.
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Also by Dee Garcia
Stand-alones:
• Volatile Obsessions (Dark Romance)
• Snare (Zombie apocalypse/Dystopian)
• Jagger (Erotic Romance)
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Duets/Series:
• The Scarsi Family Series (Mafia)
X-394 (Book One)
Dead or Alive Part 1 (Book Two)
*Book Three to come*
• The Bloodshed Duet (MMA fighter)
I Am Lioness (Book One)
Hear Me Roar (Book Two)
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Co-writes:
• The Saint Cecilia Slayings Serial
(Dark Erotic Romance/Crime Thriller)
Tainted (Book One)
Corrupted (Book Two)
Depraved (Book Three)
Coveted (Book Four)
*Book Five & Six to come*