Delia Binder

“And then I tasted nothing but his sweet lips, pressed firmly to mine, as I kissed him like it was my job.”
― Alice Clayton, The Redhead Revealed

“And a fire in the fireplace? Wow, that’s impressive.” I continued, walking backwards into the room.
“Yeah, I saw it in a book about how to woo women… apparently you all like to be boinked in front of a roaring fire.”
― Alice Clayton, The Unidentified Redhead

“Drop the fucking weapon, you fucking motherfucker or I'll fucking scramble your fucking brains. Hands up! Hands where I can fucking see them, you fucking cocksucker. You fucking breathe wrong, you fucking blink wrong, and I will fuck you up.

Fucker." Jacobsen snarled it as he shoved Marcell to the ground. "On your fucking face, you fucking shit coward. Stream my lieutenant in the fucking back? Fuck you.”
― J.D. Robb, Treachery in Death

“I don’t know why you’re laughing, Miss Thing,” Nick said, turning his gaze to me. “You still fantasize over Joe McIntyre like you are thirteen years old!”
“Oh, I own my obsession. If Joey Joe were here right now, I’d break him. I have no shame.”
― Alice Clayton, The Unidentified Redhead