Sylvia

“I’m ready to break for you,” she whispers, still gripping my hand between hers. “But are you willing to crack for me?” “Shatter,” I reply, pressing myself against her again, my hips pinning her to the van, my eyes cast down on hers as my hands hold her broken little face, making sure she knows the truth in the deepest part of her. “I’ll shatter myself into a million pieces just to meet your broken.”
― Jescie Hall, Kid

“One day,” I tell her, beginning to kiss my way lower down her body. “I’m going to catalogue every little bit of you. Every scar, every birthmark, every little freckle, even. Just because I want to know every part of you. Everything there is to see and touch and kiss on your body.”
― Eva Ashwood, Dirty Broken Savages: The Complete Series

“Listen to me, River,” Gage growls softly, dropping his head a little so that our noses are only inches apart. “You don’t get to decide how I feel about you. You don’t get to decide whether I’m willing to put myself in front of a bullet to save you. You don’t get to decide if I’d rather lose my own life than risk yours.” He tightens his fingers in my hair, yanking a little harder in a way that makes me breathless for a second. “None of that is up to you,” he continues. “I’ll do anything it takes to protect you. Do you understand? Anything. As many times as I have to. And that will never, ever change.” There’s”
― Eva Ashwood, Dirty Broken Savages: The Complete Series

“You'll live to regret the things you don't say a hell of a lot more than the things you do.”
― Elle Mitchell, The Pieces We Leave Behind