Fall Boys by Penelope Douglas - The Hellbent Series Book 1 - Paperback
Fall Boys by Penelope Douglas - The Hellbent Series Book 1 - Paperback
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morally grey book boyfriend energy meets villain era chaos.
Fall Boys is the dark romance that'll have you questioning everything—especially your taste in men (no regrets). Penelope Douglas delivers unhinged obsession, enemies-to-lovers tension, and all the spicy dynamics you're craving. Perfect for anyone who loves their dark romance books UK vibes raw and unapologetic. This paperback is exactly what your shelf has been screaming for.
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ARO:
Hawken Trent. So polite. So sweet.
Such an upstanding young man. A virgin, too, I hear. He never gets naughty with a girl.
Probably because Jesus told him not to. And now here he is, trying to be the hero by protecting another girl from me. He calls me a bully.
Irrational. Unreasonable. A criminal.
He can call me anything he wants, I've heard worse. And he can try to stand between me and my money, but he's never had to fight for food. That rich, clean, school boy doesn't have what it takes.
HAWKE:
I surprised her. You should've seen her face. Just because I don't have a record, honey, doesn't mean I'm clean.
It just means I'm better at not getting caught. That is until I realize I might've actually gone too far this time. She's there.
I'm there. The scene of the crime. It's dark.
The police show up. We have no choice. We run.
Down High Street, into Quinn's bake shop, and I pull her through the entrance to the old speakeasy that everyone forgot was here decades ago. The door locks, the cops circle the building, never knowing we're right here, and I'm hidden in plain sight, indefinitely, with someone's who's awful. Mean.
Rough. Dirty. A thief.
A delinquent. Until one night, lost in all of these rooms together, I don't see any of those things anymore. She's smart.
Daring. Soft . .
Hawken Trent. So polite. So sweet.
Such an upstanding young man. A virgin, too, I hear. He never gets naughty with a girl.
Probably because Jesus told him not to. And now here he is, trying to be the hero by protecting another girl from me. He calls me a bully.
Irrational. Unreasonable. A criminal.
He can call me anything he wants, I've heard worse. And he can try to stand between me and my money, but he's never had to fight for food. That rich, clean, school boy doesn't have what it takes.
HAWKE:
I surprised her. You should've seen her face. Just because I don't have a record, honey, doesn't mean I'm clean.
It just means I'm better at not getting caught. That is until I realize I might've actually gone too far this time. She's there.
I'm there. The scene of the crime. It's dark.
The police show up. We have no choice. We run.
Down High Street, into Quinn's bake shop, and I pull her through the entrance to the old speakeasy that everyone forgot was here decades ago. The door locks, the cops circle the building, never knowing we're right here, and I'm hidden in plain sight, indefinitely, with someone's who's awful. Mean.
Rough. Dirty. A thief.
A delinquent. Until one night, lost in all of these rooms together, I don't see any of those things anymore. She's smart.
Daring. Soft . .
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