Kendra Bantz

“Gifts become curses when they’re not given their due respect.”
― Dannika Dark, Keystone

“The enemy of my enemy may be my friend … of course the friend of my friend is often a jerk.”
― Mark Lawrence, Red Sister

“It's just drinks,” Heather said, lifting the second cocktail up and smiling at the men, too. “It doesn't mean anything else.”
I nodded, but I didn't know how to tell her how wrong she was. That it's possible for a man to interpret a woman's initial permission as license to steamroll over any boundary she might set after that. That once a woman says yes, it's possible a man might not give a shit when she changes her mind. He might tear off her clothes; he might bruise her body and send splinters of blistering fear into her soul. He might do this even if he's someone she knows, someone she loves and trusts. And then she might end up in a bar with a fake smile plastered on her face, trying to act like none of it mattered, trying to believe, despite the agony deep down inside her bones, that she's over what he did, desperate to pretend she's safe.”
― Amy Hatvany, It Happens All the Time

“He circled around me, whispering in my ear. “I’m O positive. I’m everyone’s type.”
― Dannika Dark, Keystone