Karly Fleischer

“when the grief would wind its way through my insides and wrap around my throat, making me feel as though I couldn’t breathe, I’d take them out. I’d grip their still faces in my hand as I cried into my pillow, imagining my mother’s voice reading me fairy tales with happy endings.”
― Emily McIntire, Hooked

“And if you’re a good girl, maybe I’ll show you the real reason why my mouth should be illegal.”
― Emily McIntire, Hooked

“My gaze flicks around the shop. It’s busy tonight, and James hasn’t noticed that I’m here yet. My heart slams against my ribs. Walking toward him feels like diving in the deep end without knowing how to swim, but it doesn’t make my steps falter. If anything, I pick up the pace, an odd sense of excitement making me want to find out how far down the water goes.”
― Emily McIntire, Hooked

“You want to watch the world burn?” “Let me guess, you’ll set it on fire?” I ask. He chuckles, the sound vibrating through me and settling into my bones. “No, darling. I’ll hand you the match and stand at your back, watching you become queen of the ashes.”
― Emily McIntire, Hooked