Whitlee Wayland

“I’ve saved your life twice now and presented you with the head of your enemy, and this isn’t enough? You’re a demanding little thing, aren’t you?”
― Carissa Broadbent, The Serpent and the Wings of Night

“You don’t give an inch, do you?” My eyes flicked coldly up his body. “Do you? Or is an inch all you have to offer?”
― Carissa Broadbent, The Serpent and the Wings of Night

“Was grumpy and rude suddenly the new hot? My vagina seemed to think so. It hadn’t been that long since I’d given her some action. But apparently she was into well-dressed douches now. Great.”
― Lucy Score, By a Thread

“Tink?” Her voice goes even louder. I wave a hand over her. “Yeah, you’ve got this whole angry little Tinkerbell vibe happening. I dig it.” I let my gaze trace her body for only a moment, not wanting to border on leering. But hey, fair is fair after the way she gawked at the gas station.”
― Elsie Silver, Reckless