shanelle maree

“Grief is such a potent emotion, almost sentient at times. It’s not just a feeling within you but a presence, as if it lives outside of your broken heart.”
― Loxley Savage, Broken Beasts of Beauty

“The moment he was out of earshot, Kelsey let out a low whistle. "You are in trouble," she said. "You don’t want to be on Mr. Civella’s radar, honey." I stared at him, seemingly transfixed. "Why not?" I asked. Little did she know, I was smack dab in the middle of whatever radar Malice had. Kelsey teasingly grabbed a napkin and pretended to wipe drool from my chin. "Because that man is deadly," she replied, all humor from her voice gone.”
― Coralee June, Malice

“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

“That’s what I don’t get about this world. Why can’t everyone appreciate the immense differences in each other? Why would we all want to be the same? It would make the world boring. I wish that people could appreciate those who are different and unique instead of scoffing at that which they do not comprehend. Maybe if they just took the time, they could learn to open their hearts and broaden their understanding instead of being so close-minded. One misses out on so much beauty in the unknown by hiding with what is familiar.”
― Loxley Savage, Broken Beasts of Beauty