Yerleris Graffe

“What do you know about being a good mother? Or a decent human being?” My chest constricted briefly, but I pushed through it. “I know how to change a diaper for one, and I provided my brothers with protection when they needed it. That’s more than you can say for yourself.” She frowned. “When did you change a diaper?” “When Adamo was an infant, I was already ten,” I said. It was more than I had wanted to reveal in the first place.”
― Cora Reilly, Twisted Pride

“My eyes registered a shadow above our heads. A large black and white bird of prey with a red head. “Look,” I panted. “There’s your spirit animal. A vulture.” Remo stopped and laughed. A real laugh. Not dark, taunting, or cruel. “Good to know you find me that repulsive.”
― Cora Reilly, Twisted Pride

“She shook her head and peered up at Nino with so much fucking love I knew I could never hurt a single hair on her body.”
― Cora Reilly, Twisted Pride

“I’m so glad you could make it,” Remo said in a British accent, all posh and sophisticated”
― Cora Reilly, Twisted Pride