Leigh Rivers

OWNING HER IS ALL HE EVER WANTED

She betrayed him, and now he wants revenge against the sister who became his forbidden obsession the second he laid eyes on her. After she sends him to prison for years, he’s free and ready to haunt her.

Everything about Olivia belongs to Malachi Vize.
Her mind
Her body
Her soul
Her fear
Her pain

On Halloween night, he can no longer lurk in the shadows. All he has left to own is her heart, even if he needs to take it.

This story comes with extremely triggering content. Please read the "Content Warning" page.

Little Stranger

Ana Flávia

Durante esses oito anos, não me comuniquei com uma única alma. Guardo minha voz para mim mesmo, onde ninguém mais pode ouvi-la, desde os cinco anos de idade. A única vez que tentei usá-la, tive dificuldade em pronunciar o nome dela, e Olivia gritou comigo dizendo que eu era um mentiroso, que ela me odiava, que tínhamos terminado, e me deu um tapa na cara antes que eu pudesse dizer o nome dela.

Lexi 

Amelia

Dream Walker

Dare I say it's worse than haunting Adeline

Keira

This is just as unhinged as you would think it is. I haven’t read anything this dark in a while so I did enjoy it. It was a good set up to what will probably be an even crazier book 2. But I’ll also be intrigued to read more Leigh Rivers books now after this one for that book that have characters that aren’t just morally grey but pitch black. 

Priscilla Stanfield

4/5⭐️ • 5/5🌶️

This is just as unhinged as you would think it is. I haven’t read anything this dark in a while so I did enjoy it. It was a good set up to what will probably be an even crazier book 2. But I’ll also be intrigued to read more Leigh Rivers books now after this one for that book that have characters that aren’t just morally grey but pitch black. 

Definitely check the trigger warnings on this bad boy 

Brittany Peterson

This is a quick dark romance read.

Quick burn for sure! 

Definitely check the trigger warnings on this bad boy 

I read it out of morbid curiosity because someone said it was worse than Zade Meadows. And it was concerning for sure but a rapist will always be worse in my opinion so Zade can keep his place as the worst hypocrite ever.

Sophia

yara

** spoiler alert **
           WOAH.. that was something. The step sibling thing really weirded me out I would’ve liked it way more without that. Olivia also really annoyed me. if he’s your ‘brother’ then why tf are you grinding up on him??? Malachi on the other hand.. he was so fine! Sorry! Sue me! His only flaw was that he kept calling her little sister when they yk and that put me off 😟 and the selling her virginity thing was weird like what century are we in again?? The smut was obviously rage bait, it felt like the author wanted the most outlandish tropes wrapped in one big bow. Overall was a joy ride!

Bumping uglies on your unconscious adoptive fathers back is a choice

🥔

jenna

omgggg ate it uppp????? unfortunately ate it in whole  week bc im on a kinda reading slump BUT this so deranged and toxic but so addictive loved it agh CHAPTER 9 AND 15 KINDA BROKE ME and the end kinda felt rushed but damm I LOVE MALACHI

- "Do you see me as your sister?"  Without looking at me, he lifts his free hand and signs one last thing before falling asleep.

- ""Tell me you're in love with me, little sister."

He punches the ground next to my head, and my body seizes. Say you love me. Say you feel the fucking same way I do about you!

"I don't love you, Malachi. I could never love someone like you."

His jaw tenses. Because I can't talk? Because I can't tell you how fucking breathtaking you are every second of every day? Because I can't breathe without being near you? Someone like me... I'm different- I can't be normal for you. I can't defend you without using my fists or my bat, and I can't touch you at the same time as telling you that you're everything to me. I can't whisper sweet nothings into your mouth and I can't fucking marry you because not only am I your brother, but I'm defective.

He pushes up to his knees, his hands going nuts as he signs quickly, his eyes red with a mixture of heartbreak and rage I have no idea how to contain for him.

Believe me or don't, but you're the only person in my life, and you always have been. And when you take your last breath, or I take mine, that won't fucking change.

You. Are. Mine. My goddamn property, do you understand?"

- "My beautiful Olivia. My beautiful, smart, and twisted Olivia. You may have everyone else fooled with your kindness, with your warm smiles and soft voice, using them to get what you want in life but I know you. I know the real you. Not this fake façade you show to those near you your posture, your style of clothes, the way you let those delicate moans slip free when you ride your own hand, thinking of what we could've had if you hadn't testified against me. I know the depths of your depravity and the way your mind works. I know you more than you know yourself, you little fucking minx.

My foster sister's touch is like a tattoo on my skin even now, all these years later."

- "I'm a hypocrite. I internally rain havoc on any warm thoughts of Olivia, but deep down, I fucking missed her too. Being separated from her was like being thrown into the sea when you can't swim. Drowning I was fucking drowning until I set eyes on my Olivia again."

- "She's beautiful she has been since we were kids. I think since I met her in the airport, I knew how important she'd be to me, and when she learned sign language, and how to play "Happy Birthday" on the piano for me, I thought I was important to her too. Years passed, but I could never handle being far from her. I always wanted to kiss her and laugh with her, to lie in her bed and watch her sleep, sniff her fucking hair like the drug it is. I was technically—her brother. I'm still classed as one, I think. And as much as I wanted to be special to her, to be with her, I never wanted to be her brother. I wanted to be her first kiss, her first love, her first dance at Homecoming. I wanted to hold her hand and kiss her whenever I wanted. I was never normal enough for her the freak without a voice."

"Take your time," "Just.. breathe. I'm listening. Go slow."

"You w-were my first. I pr-promise. My... first and... my only." At least she isn't laughing at the way my speech is. She's being patient."

- "My version of love isn't enough for her—I love her, I do, but how am I supposed to know what's normal and what's not? My world revolves around her and always has. And if that's not a good-enough version of love for her, and I can't make her happy, then what's the point?"

- "Malachi has been the one for me since forever. He's my forever. My heaven and hell.

"Olivia?" So clear. So clear and pure and full of love.

"You're mine, Malachi. You're mine and I'm yours and I love you more than words can explain. Please forgive me. Please. I want you. I want to be with you, build a life with you, and make memories with you. I want to wake up every morning with you by my side. I want you to chase me through these woods and take me against a tree. I want everything you have to give. All of it. Everything. Because I chose you. I-""

Renata

omgggg ate it uppp????? unfortunately ate it in whole  week bc im on a kinda reading slump BUT this so deranged and toxic but so addictive loved it agh CHAPTER 9 AND 15 KINDA BROKE ME and the end kinda felt rushed but damm I LOVE MALACHI

- "Do you see me as your sister?"  Without looking at me, he lifts his free hand and signs one last thing before falling asleep.

"You're mine."

- ""Tell me you're in love with me, little sister."

"No," I grit.

He punches the ground next to my head, and my body seizes. Say you love me. Say you feel the fucking same way I do about you!

"I don't love you, Malachi. I could never love someone like you."

His jaw tenses. Because I can't talk? Because I can't tell you how fucking breathtaking you are every second of every day? Because I can't breathe without being near you? Someone like me... I'm different- I can't be normal for you. I can't defend you without using my fists or my bat, and I can't touch you at the same time as telling you that you're everything to me. I can't whisper sweet nothings into your mouth and I can't fucking marry you because not only am I your brother, but I'm defective.

He pushes up to his knees, his hands going nuts as he signs quickly, his eyes red with a mixture of heartbreak and rage I have no idea how to contain for him.

Believe me or don't, but you're the only person in my life, and you always have been. And when you take your last breath, or I take mine, that won't fucking change.

You. Are. Mine. My goddamn property, do you understand?"

- "My beautiful Olivia. My beautiful, smart, and twisted Olivia. You may have everyone else fooled with your kindness, with your warm smiles and soft voice, using them to get what you want in life but I know you. I know the real you. Not this fake façade you show to those near you your posture, your style of clothes, the way you let those delicate moans slip free when you ride your own hand, thinking of what we could've had if you hadn't testified against me. I know the depths of your depravity and the way your mind works. I know you more than you know yourself, you little fucking minx.

My foster sister's touch is like a tattoo on my skin even now, all these years later."

- "I'm a hypocrite. I internally rain havoc on any warm thoughts of Olivia, but deep down, I fucking missed her too. Being separated from her was like being thrown into the sea when you can't swim. Drowning I was fucking drowning until I set eyes on my Olivia again."

- "She's beautiful she has been since we were kids. I think since I met her in the airport, I knew how important she'd be to me, and when she learned sign language, and how to play "Happy Birthday" on the piano for me, I thought I was important to her too. Years passed, but I could never handle being far from her. I always wanted to kiss her and laugh with her, to lie in her bed and watch her sleep, sniff her fucking hair like the drug it is. I was technically—her brother. I'm still classed as one, I think. And as much as I wanted to be special to her, to be with her, I never wanted to be her brother. I wanted to be her first kiss, her first love, her first dance at Homecoming. I wanted to hold her hand and kiss her whenever I wanted. I was never normal enough for her the freak without a voice."

- "You w-w-w..." 

"Take your time," "Just.. breathe. I'm listening. Go slow."

"You w-were my first. I pr-promise. My... first and... my only." At least she isn't laughing at the way my speech is. She's being patient."

- "My version of love isn't enough for her—I love her, I do, but how am I supposed to know what's normal and what's not? My world revolves around her and always has. And if that's not a good-enough version of love for her, and I can't make her happy, then what's the point?"

- "Malachi has been the one for me since forever. He's my forever. My heaven and hell.

"Olivia?" So clear. So clear and pure and full of love.

"You're mine, Malachi. You're mine and I'm yours and I love you more than words can explain. Please forgive me. Please. I want you. I want to be with you, build a life with you, and make memories with you. I want to wake up every morning with you by my side. I want you to chase me through these woods and take me against a tree. I want everything you have to give. All of it. Everything. Because I chose you. I-""

It was a fast paced book with two depraved and twisted main characters. I liked the plot and although i’m happy they got a happy ending, i still think the ending was rushed, which is why i gave it 4 stars instead of 5

Little Stranger

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