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“Knowing all these hands have done, what they will continue to do—” He squeezes me as if to remind me. “—you aren’t afraid of them?”

I should be. It would be normal to be afraid.

“I can’t change for you, Lyra. This thing between us won’t change who I am.”

I can feel his heartbeat beneath my hands. I can feel that he is just as much human as he’s a killer. And humans, even this one who was designed for havoc, deserves love.

“No matter the cruelty your hands are capable of, they will always be the one place I feel safe. How could I fear fingers that were made to touch me?”
― Monty Jay, The Blood We Crave: Part Two

“I’ve unlocked this place in my mind, and these words that have come out because of that feel like they’ve waited for eternities to be spoken out loud. Nothing will be the same after this; no matter how tragically we end, I will never be the same.

There will forever be a piece of me that is open, carved in the shape of her body.”
― Monty Jay, The Blood We Crave: Part Two

“You can fight me on anything, but you don’t get to fight me on the fact that you’re mine. You think you have a choice, but you don’t. Not this time.” He meets my glare with his stormy eyes. “I won’t stop. Not now. Not fucking ever. Your fate has already been sealed, sweetheart.”
― Rina Kent, Steel Princess

“My lips steal any words we had left. It’s not feverish or rushed; it’s a tender kiss, one that says I want to memorize every groove of your mouth, I want to protect these fragile pieces of you that are too sharp for others to carry, but I have gloves now, and you can’t cut me. Even if they sliced my palms, it would be okay.”
― Monty Jay, The Blood We Crave: Part Two