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“Thank you,” I sign. “There’s no thanks needed between us, idiot. Go to sleep. I’m here.” She pats my shoulder in a soothing rhythm like a mother who’s putting her child to sleep. When I close my eyes, I can feel her sliding her sleep mask back on.”
― Rina Kent, God of Ruin

“If I help you,” his breath comes out shaky, “then I want something out of it.”  I can feel the corner of my mouth begin to twitch, forming a rare expression: a smirk. I raise my eyebrows, sneering down at him with contempt. “How about you give me your fucking IP address and I don’t splatter your fucking brains on the wall?”
― Monty Jay, The Oath We Give

“I don’t care!” she screams. “I thought this bitch would make Creigh happy and God knows he needed that, but she’s sending him to his grave!” “I didn’t want… I’m so sorry…” I whisper between sobs. “I only…I only thought about saving my brother. I swear I didn’t want to hurt him. I swear…”
― Rina Kent, God of Pain

“Holden’s eyes flicked between mine, his tongue swiping out to wet his bottom lip just marginally before he turned toward me just as earnestly. “Okay,” he said, and then he leaned in close, jaw set. “I haven’t been able to take my eyes off you since the moment you walked through that door tonight.”
― Kandi Steiner, Quarterback Sneak