Fanpire

“Do you pray often, Kanes?” She reeled back from the bizarre question. “No.” A slight but dangerous smirk appeared on his face. “Keep pushing me, and you’ll need to. If I want something,” he lowered his head, an inch separating them, “only God will prevent it.”
― Alexis Patton, Us Dark Few

“Shut up,” he rasped. “We were never worlds apart. If we were, you wouldn’t be everywhere inside of me. When I look at you, my chest feels like it’s about to crack open, and all the emotions I’ve beaten down to submission come roaring back with a fucking vengeance.” The power beneath his voice shook her. “For every scar visible on your body, I have to prevent myself from seeking out your assailants and slashing each one of their throats. I’ve watched you fight through every battle, despite the trials and tragedies you’ve faced, and it never ceases to astound me. Just staring at you right now makes me want to take you every way imaginable, and nothing about it is innocent.”
― Alexis Patton, Us Dark Few

“I may be the Captain of Braderhelm, Kanes, but I am not a monster.”
― Alexis Patton, Us Dark Few

“I’d tell you how I really feel about your so-called games, but I wasn’t born with enough middle fingers to express myself,”
― Alexis Patton, Us Dark Few