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“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

“What if you lose interest in me, too?”
“Never.” He flattens his thumb on my lower lip. “I’ve been addicted to you since I touched you. I can’t stay away from you even if I wanted to, sweetheart. So don’t ask me to. Don’t even suggest it.”
― Rina Kent, Steel Princess

“Tiny, bloody hearts. They connect and leak down my chest, drying in messy strokes. She’s covering me in them. Marking my skin with the proof of her obsession. And I let her because I’m tipsy. Blood drunk on a girl intent on loving me until it kills her. Until the grave. That’s what we are, have always been. The kind of connection that began in death and would last far beyond it. Such a very grim, morbid declaration of love. So very Lyra.”
― Monty Jay, The Blood We Crave: Part Two

“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