Tabs

“I ain’t cuffin’ Luke to no bed,” Tex boomed, tearing me away from my intriguing thoughts. “Fuck, I’m not cuffin’ Lee or Vance to a bed, either. Those boys would lose their badass motherfucker minds. I got a girlfriend and fifteen cats. I get tortured and killed, who’s gonna take care of Nancy and my kitties?”
― Kristen Ashley, Rock Chick Revenge

“On Harpy’s Drive we passed a row of trees, each one with its trunk unnaturally bloated and covered with black fuzz. I had no idea what the fuzz did, but we steered clear of it. The law of navigating post-Shift Atlanta was simple: if you don’t know what it is, don’t touch it.”
― Ilona Andrews, Magic Breaks

“What the fuck!” Smithie shouted. “Where did you all go? Is anyone fuckin’ there? I’m in a fuckin’ tree. Jesus fuckin’ Christ.”
― Kristen Ashley, Rock Chick Revenge

“Patrick had done pretty damn well for himself, but not so well that he could go around feeling sad and awkward over how many swimming pools he had.”
― Anonymous