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

“You killed him," I said. Malice smirked, as if this was funny. As if the brutal death in his guest room was nothing more than an outlet for his destruction. "I did." I was trembling, my entire body shaking from the adrenaline and fear. "You...you tortured him," I whispered. "I did." "You saved me." At my awed tone, Malice softened some. "I did," he echoed once more. Simple words packed with sentimental meaning. He cared. "And I’d do it again. Now come here and fuck me while his corpse watches.”
― 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

“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