Ashleigh

“Mumbling some more, John made a speedy escape. Had he even said goodbye to Celia? Corrado wasn't sure. He wasn't sure of anything except for the look in her eyes as she leaned across the table toward him, her smile turning sinister. "Oh, we're close." "How close?" He hardly recognized his own voice, the demanding tone as the question forced its way from his lips. "Very close," she whispered seductively. "So very, very close." His jaw clenched, his eyes narrowing as his body instinctively seemed to follow her lead, moving toward her, his voice dangerously low. "You're lying." "Am I?" "You are," he insisted. "Tell me you're lying. Tell me that pesky little boy hasn't gotten close to you. Tell me he hasn't… that he hasn't touched you. Tell me he hasn't—" "What if he has?" "I'll kill him." "Why?”
― J.M. Darhower, Made

“What were you doing in there?” she asked, unwilling to let it go.
... “Jacking off, naturally.” She narrowed her eyes but seemed to be happy with that answer. Good to know. She was going to make a fabulous wife.”
― Karina Halle, Dust to Dust

“Perry, I love you,” he said, voice gruff and full of conviction. “I love you absolutely, resolutely. There is no question, no doubt. This love just is. It exists and because it exists, I exist …
“You, only you, just you as you are, are my reason for being.”
― Karina Halle, Dust to Dust

“Because God knows, if He ever took Celia from me, I'd burn the world down around us all”
― J.M. Darhower, Made