Ebtehal Ahmad

“Liam, soon-to-be-fucking-dead, Callahan was walking down the stairs—my fucking stairs—with his sex hair high and his green eyes sharper than razor blades. He was beautiful, and I almost regretted the fact that I would have to put a bullet in his head and then smash it through a fucking wall.
-Melody G.”
― J.J. McAvoy, Ruthless People

“Interesting does not even begin to cover what happened today.” I said.
“My fiance shot me with my own gun.”
― J.J. McAvoy, Ruthless People

“Tell me it wasn’t fucking you, and you still get to come to the motherfucking wedding sweetheart...
Melody G.”
― J.J. McAvoy, Ruthless People

“My name,” I whispered in her ear, and she shivered with pleasure. “Say my name again. Not in anger, or disgust, but as you did just now. As if I am the only man in the world who can satisfy you.
~Liam C.”
― J.J. McAvoy, Ruthless People