Renée Claes

“You know, you’re the first guy I’ve been with in my room.”
“First and last, Red.”
“Possessive much?”
“Damn right I am. I don’t like sharing.”
“Sharing is a virtue, Josh.”
“I don’t give a flying fuck. I don’t share. Not when it comes to you.”
― Ana Huang, Twisted Hate

“The tattoo is just setting below his hp bone.
H e l l i s e m p t y
a n d a l l t h e d e v i l s a r e h e r e

I kiss my way across the words.
Kissing away the devils.
Kissing away the pain.”
― Tahereh Mafi, Ignite Me

“Twelve days, eight hours, and nine minutes. I spent every second thinking of you.” Josh’s lips brushed against mine as he spoke. “I thought I knew what I wanted before. Becoming a doctor, chasing the next high. Being the most popular, most liked person in the room. I thought those things would make me happy, and they did. Temporarily. But you…” He rested his forehead against mine. “You’re the only thing that could make me happy forever.”
― Ana Huang, Twisted Hate

“Hell with you sounds like heaven to me.”
― Ana Huang, Twisted Hate