Alastair

“A stranger could wound you if he slashed at you for a while—that wasn’t a special talent. But just a papercut from the one you loved had the power to eviscerate you. And leave you bleeding on the ground.”
― S.E. Harmon, Cross

“Love is just a trite four-letter word. People use it for every fucking thing.”
― Isabel Lucero, Dysfunctional

“I thought about my future. Who I used to be, who I was becoming, and who I wanted to be. And it was strange how revelations felt like they happened all of a sudden, but in reality, it took many small, almost indiscernible moments over the course of weeks, months, and years. Bottom line, I knew I didn’t want to be someone who hid anymore, whether behind a veil, to others, or to myself.”
― Penellaphe Balfour

“His expression was gentle until the moment he caught sight of the bruised, deep furrows that years of needles had left on both my arms. He looked away, but not before I saw an expression of revulsion flicker across his handsome face.I folded my arms back in across my chest. I had invited his gaze to force him to admit that I was a wreck of what I had been. Still, the moment he glanced away from me, rejection knifed through me like a deep wound. It was what I had expected-demanded, even—but still it hurt me.”
― Ginn Hale, Wicked Gentlemen