V

“If I find out it was David after all, I’ll break his fucking neck,” I whisper. Bria’s face lights in a smile that’s both frightening and fierce, but wholly beautiful. “Don’t you think I could take care of it myself?” “I don’t care. I’m calling dibs.”
― Brynne Weaver, Black Sheep

“Nora, if you don’t get on my cock right now, I’m going to kill myself.”
She laughed.
“I’d drag your soul straight back from hell if you did.”
― Clio Evans, Nocturnal

“I hadn’t been called to be a priest. I’d been called to be hers. Whether this was kismet, God’s will, some divine decree, or a fucking cosmic alignment, I didn’t care. I didn’t need an explanation to be with her. Just like I didn’t need an explanation to breathe. I did both by instinct.”
― Pam Godwin, Lessons in Sin

“Alec Briar had the eyes of a killer.  
He had the heart of a monster.  
I knew he’d never let me go.  
I never wanted him to.”
― Clio Evans, Nocturnal