Kayla

“He touched her. He tried to take what’s mine. With his death, he and Briar will both learn an important lesson: no one touches her but me. She is mine, to have and to hold, from this day forward. ’Til death do us part. And even in death, I won’t let the universe take her from me.”
― Harmony West, Her Saint

“But it’s not the perfect hair, or the strong jaw, or the warrior’s body that makes him look like he belongs in the underworld. It’s his eyes. They’re captivating. Shining with fury. And so dark they look like pools of onyx. If the eyes truly are the window to a person’s soul, then this man is made of sin. One heartbeat with him and I’m torn between running away or dropping to my knees.”
― S.J. Tilly, Mr. Sin

“I wonder what kind of dudes she writes about falling in love with. Not guys like me, that’s for sure. Probably sweet, spineless princes who say whatever she wants to hear. Not the kind of guy who will wrap his belt around her throat and fuck her so hard, her nails tear into the mattress.”
― Harmony West, If You Dare