Joanna

“The only thing I want to do with you and that water is hold your head under until you twitch.”
― Ruby Dixon, Bound to the Battle God

“Tonight, I get to sleep in luxury at least. Come here, my pretty," I tell a pillow, and tuck it under my face. Oh man, this is heaven. "I'm going to be sad to leave you all behind tomorrow. Shhh, don't cry." I stroke a pillow. "I will remember you in my dreams."

  Aron snorts.

  "Oh, what's that?" I tell the pillow, still pretending to have a conversation. "Aron's a dick? I know, right? I'm not sure why he's so against you either, considering this is his tent. Well, not his tent, but Bad Aron's tent. It's okay, though." I pet the pillow one more time and fight a yawn. "If you love something, set it free and all that. You'll be free in the morning, pillow. Just right after I'm done with you.”
― Ruby Dixon, Bound to the Battle God

“Be kind, aim for my heart.”
― Alexandre Dumas, The Three Musketeers

“I'm pregnant," I blurt.
He stares at me. "With a baby."
I slap his chest. "No, with a fucking roasted chicken. Yes, with a baby!”
― Ruby Dixon, Bound to the Battle God