Mecca Ramey

“At least I know the truth. He does love me. But not enough. “I don’t know if I’ll ever settle. I’m a selfish bastard, you know that. People come and go, are forgotten and buried when the next big thing comes. I just want to take the ride as long as I can, as far as I can.”
― K. Bromberg, Sweet Regret

“I’ve been chasing the impossible for eleven years. Maybe it’s time to stop chasing. Maybe it’s time to start figuring out how to live without him.”
― K. Bromberg, Sweet Regret

“You…” His head shook slowly, gaze never leaving my breasts. “Have so much trouble following rules.” “Yeah,” I huffed. “And you love it.” Hungry eyes flashed up, a predatory glint shading the colors of his stare. “Do you know why I love it?” “Because you get to punish me when I’m bad?” Approval flared across his face, and well-worked hands trailed down my waist to the band of my jeans. If possible, his voice was hotter than his stare. “That’s correct, Ms, Sanders.”
― Alexandria Lee, Unlawful Temptations

“How else would you get to live a thousand lives in the span of only one? The beauty of fiction is that it makes you feel things on a visceral level. You can cry with those characters, laugh with them. It teaches you to look at another’s perspective, to have empathy. In nonfiction, you simply learn about something instead of feeling it.”
― Liz Tomforde, The Right Move