Cerberus had done what no one else had. He'd cared. He didn't have to. Even if Owen wasn't what Cerberus claimed, a Doxie, he didn't have to care one damn bit. Yet for some reason he did. For some reason, a man so hideous that even the very people created to serve him didn't want to, had a kindness in him Owen had never seen in the most beautiful.
After Cerberus checked into a room at a rundown motel, he stripped naked and placed one of the delicate flowers on his tongue.
He chewed slowly, embracing the nectar as it filled his mouth, his soul, his mind. As it recreated him once more. Born anew with each swallow. His only regret was having no one to share the experience with. To be denied the company of a Doxie, the warmth of a body, the sweet, sweet flavor of their cum. To be looked upon with adoration, some fear, and so much awe.
To be worshiped.
Gaaaahh. I adore him. ❤️
For a good portion of this book, I was sure my rating was going to be 2 or 2.5 stars at the most. Both of the main characters, Leila and Vlad, were annoying me. But, somewhere along the way, I got invested in the story...mainly because I wanted to see the villain get what was coming to him for the awful things Leila suffered during her captivity in the current time, and for the horrible things Vlad suffered during his captivity as a child hundreds of years ago. The annoying things became less annoying the more I wanted vengeance for these characters, I guess.
Though, I did do a lot of eye rolling...
There's one more book in this series, and I'll likely be saving it for next year's Halloween Bingo.
Also, reading this reminded me that I still need to read the final Cat and Bones book, though, I do believe the ending of that book was spoiled in this one. :