shanelle maree

“How many times will you burn me? Three, four, five, maybe ten— Is it me who’s burning you? Yes, ‘this’ needs to end. If you walk away first, I’ll follow suit. I’ve told you this before, and yet you never do…”
― Whitney G., Turbulence

“What level of threat is the bomb?" "What do you mean, sir?" "Do you think I’m safe to fuck my girl in my own home, or should we leave?" I wanted to claw his eyes out. Malice grinned. "It’s fairly small, sir. About thirty yards from the home. It looks to be more of a diversion than anything. However, I suggest you leave for your safety—" Malice ended the communication, let out a huff, and started walking me down the hall toward a room at the end.”
― Coralee June, Malice

“To all the sexy mountain men in the world, may you be real, may you have big dicks and may you know exactly how to swing that axe”
― Gemma Weir, Owned by the Mountain Man

“It’s so unpredictable, grief. One moment you are fine, focused on the task at hand. Yet just the mere mention of the name of the one you’ve lost and that all comes crashing down in an instant. Grief overwhelms as your heart remembers how much it loved one that no longer exists, and the longing for them turns into an aching pain.”
― Loxley Savage, Broken Beasts of Beauty