He tasted like sin. Temptation. The devil enticing her down a dark, wicked path. She didn't care.

There would be no saving herself from the consequences of falling in love with Ice.

Let him try to take on Torpedo Ink. He'll realize he has a tiger by the tail.

She was just so afraid of being hurt. Or hurting Ice. She had failed at everything she'd tried in her life. Ice was...extraordinary. Amazing. Worth something.

You chose me, Soleil. I chose you. Let's make this work.

Czar had been a ten-year-old boy who mastered the plan to keep them all alive in the hell they'd grown up in. He'd given them hope in their darkest times. He'd driven them to perfect their abilities.

They'd been children, but they'd been lethal. Now, as adults, they were even more deadly.

She stood there looking up at him as if he were a good man and would save her. He was debating whether or not he was that good. Unfortunately for her, he didn't think so.

It means you're family. A woman takes me on, she's family to the club. All the way in. She's mine. All the way in. Whatever it takes to work it out.