Pam

“Roses are bloody, I’ve been blue, you’re a goddess and I want to fuck you.”
― Tate James, Anarchy

“The black text across my chest had previously just read The Archer, and on the back was a Sagittarius constellation, like a watered-down version of the intricate tattoo on Archer's back. Now, though? My chest read The Archer's Girl. Back Off.”
― Tate James, Fake

“I jerked a nod and accepted the bottle of pear cider that Steele handed me from the fridge. They'd appeared about a week ago, and I wasn't the only one drinking them.”
― Tate James, Kate

“Fuck. Fuckity fuck shit, I was doomed.”
― Tate James, Anarchy