There Is No Devil Sinners Duet Book 2 By Sophie Lark-pdfread

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MARAIHe destroyed his father’s office but not the garden. He kept the gardenliving and growing for his mother, long after she was gone.understand now why Cole has always stayed in this house.I wonder if that one act kept a spark of humanity burning inside him, in allthe years that followed.Cole seems strangely light since he told me this last piece of his history. He’sunburdened—finally understanding that I do see who he is, withoutjudgment.I can’t judge anyone. I’ve been a fucking mess for most of my life. A literalcrazy person at times.Everyone is a mix of good and bad. Can the good cancel out the bad? I don’tknow. I’m not sure I even care. If there’s no objective measure, then all thatmatters is how I feel. Cole is a shade of gray I can accept.He suits me like no one ever has.He understands me.How can I reject the only person I’ve ever felt connected to?We were drawn together from the first moment we saw each other, whenneither of us wanted it. Like recognized like. We bonded in place, likemercury atoms.
If Cole is wrong, then so am I.When he pushes me to change, the change feels good.It’s like his corrections to my paintings—once he points out theimprovement, I can see its merit just as clearly.He’s been encouraging me to promote myself more openly on social media. Iwas always hesitant to post anything too personal, too specific. Still plaguedby that old fear of exposing myself as weird, broken, disgusting.“You think the painting is the product, but it isn’t,” Cole tells me. “You’re theproduct: Mara Eldritch, the artist. If you’re interesting, then the work isinteresting. They have to be curious about you. They have to want to hearwhat you have to say.”“I’m the product?” I tease him. “You know who you sound like …”“There’s a difference between creating a fake version of yourself for market,”Cole says, sternly, “and simply understanding how to show people who youreally are.”Cole encourages me to dig out my old Pentacon and take photographs of mypaintings in progress, before they’re perfected, before they’ve even fullytaken shape. I photograph myself at work, in moments of frustration, evenbreaking down in front of the canvas, laying on the floor.I photograph myself in front of the gloomy plate-glass windows, thick withfog, tracing my finger through the steam.I photograph myself eating lunch, food scattered amongst the paints, handsfilthy on my sandwich.When I need a break from painting, I pose naked and streaked in paint.Wearing a sunburst crown of paintbrushes, swaddled in a canvas drop-sheetlike the Madonna.The pictures are moody and grainy. Sometimes melancholy, sometimescharged with ethereal beauty.I don’t worry about my privacy or if I might look unhinged. I post thepictures and I tell the truth about my mental state, for better or for worse, as I
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THERE IS NO DEVIL
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CONTENTSSoundtrack1. Mara2. Cole3.
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THERE IS NO DEVIL OFFICIAL SOUNDTRA
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Cole is the most observant person I
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“I don’t want to be hungry whil
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“There’s nothing horrifying abo
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It’s flattering.I’m an exotic c
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The orgasm is as hot and pounding a
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Cole is trying to drag me down this
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“No.” He pushes me back down on
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“Where is everyone?” I whisper
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And that really fucking scares me.
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embroidered bell-bottom jeans …I,
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shifting within his pocket as he ma
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Nobody wanted me to achieve anythin
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Her excitement ignites mine like a
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Her tight little nipples poke out,
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“Yes,” Mara says softly, withou
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Many people have believed they knew
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“Yes,” Sonia laughs. “And lik
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“He was … in the car?”“That
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Her eyes flick down to the Tesla pu
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“You want me to tell you informat
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She sputters, holding up her hands.
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She loves to be praised—she can
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her. Her skin and hair glows with h
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“That’s my uncle. He was twelve
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“You’re not like that,” Mara
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“What made you start drawing?”
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pretending not to notice. I let him
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Mara makes a faint choking sound. H
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It makes me want to bite her back.
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MARA
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off the glossy black Steinway, I wa
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“Maybe she knows Mara’s a littl
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face. She laughed wildly, head thro
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I’m hoping this will appease him.
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That helps a little.I labor away on
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bubbling water.The noodles bend and
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morning, afternoon, and evening. Ju
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Then she says, “Punish her some o
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After twenty minutes or so, I hear
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I used to imagine my dad might be t
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Even now, the things I do for Mara
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paragraphs recounting mistakes Mara
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Shaw is a threat. There’s no fuck
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7MARAIt feels good to be back at Sw
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As I carry a backbreaking load of m
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“Come back to eat breakfast with
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Page 105 and 106: Cole is changing. And Shaw is mocki
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Page 109 and 110: There is something so satisfying in
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Page 113 and 114: 8COLEIWe don’t talk about what sh
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Page 117 and 118: I could probably strong-arm York in
Page 119 and 120: I gesture to the conference room ta
Page 121 and 122: “I don’t care who it was. It wo
Page 123 and 124: “Don’t have much of a memory, d
Page 125 and 126: “This is pathetic,” I sneer.
Page 127 and 128: “Please don’t,” Mara says, re
Page 129 and 130: It makes me love this painting all
Page 131 and 132: WE HEAD BACK to Cole’s house, whi
Page 133 and 134: Each word is a slap across my cheek
Page 135 and 136: As in much of Cole’s house, the o
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Page 139 and 140: A WEEK LATER, while Cole and I are
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Page 144 and 145: Once, she seemed to sense that I wa
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Page 148 and 149: Mara shakes her head, wanting to ob
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Page 156 and 157: Cole snorts. “I don’t give a sh
Page 158 and 159: COLEShaw has killed again.He might
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Page 162 and 163: MARAAt night, lying in bed in the d
Page 164 and 165: This is outrageous. I’ve finally
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Page 170 and 171: Cole wasn’t lying.He really does
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Page 174 and 175: My heart twitches uncomfortably aga
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Page 179 and 180: “Hey there Mr. Pratt. My name’s
Page 181 and 182: “Howard Hughes lived here,” I t
Page 183 and 184: Mara throws open the heavy drapes c
Page 185 and 186: Turning her body to the side, Mara
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Page 189 and 190: It only takes me a minute to break
Page 191 and 192: “Nine years ago.”“Mara would
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I cook dinner for us both, delighti
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like Randall used to do. Instead, h
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“I can’t …” he groans. “I
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“Fuck,” I cry, covering my face
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I wanted Randall dead. Now he is. H
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I float out of the room and down th
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COLEII don’t often feel regret. I
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“He hadn’t yet learned to ingra
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“Professor Oswald was the first p
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would fight my allegations with all
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“I believed I was gaining more an
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Mara’s face blanches. She was ano
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“I felt sorry for Valerie, to a d
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The real preparation was watching t
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But he can’t escape the confirmat
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I let out a laugh, thinking that Co
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COLEShaw dies on Christmas Eve.That
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because I’m used to scheming and
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This is phase one.Mara goes to the
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“She’s more trouble than she’
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The urge to yank my hands away, to
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A half dozen people have already ga
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MARAThe wind hits me like a slap as
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This is what I wanted. I wanted him
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down their length until you find th
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I hate that sound. I really fucking
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I’m already leaping to my feet ag
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A deathly clarity settles over me.T
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I’m holding the knife, sharp as a
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We’re wrapped together, twisted u
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COLEIThe scent of her skin fills my
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3 MONTHS LATERIt takes several mont
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The grass is unwatered and uncut, t
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A tiny smirk plays over my mother
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“I don’t care what you say to r
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the front of the hoodie, pulling it
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I MEET Cole in Yerba Buena, where t
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“I need a hot young artist to acc
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COLEVenice1 Week LaterBust Your Kne
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Mara follows my gaze, her eyes flic
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WELCOME TO KINGMAKERS!WHERE THERE I
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