I didn’t expect to sit here for hours. But if you’re too hot, feel free to take the bra off. I gave him the finger. What are you? he asked. I’m the woman you chained in your basement. I’m your captive...
I clawed my eyes open and rolled off my bed. For some reason, someone had moved the floor several feet lower than I had expected, and I fell and crashed with a thud.Ow.A blond head popped over the sid...
I can't give you the white picket fence, and if I did, you'd set it on fire.
He scooped me up and suddenly I was pressed against his chest. Were you worried about me?No, I’m ranting for fun, because I’m a disagreeable bitch!
Curran snarled and hurled the rock against the mountain. The boulder flew, hit like a cannon ball, and rolled back down. Curran chased it, pulled another smaller rock out of the dirt, and smashed it a...
Andrea once told me that I had a problem processing emotional pain. I couldn’t handle it, so I replaced it with physical pain instead: either I inflicted it on others or I suffered through it myself....
And let’s be honest, you weren’t exactly harmed. I even took you home. You dumped me on my doorstep. According to my mother, I looked half dead. Your mother exaggerates. A third dead at most. I stared...
And now, you are forever mine.
You’re letting him get to you. You’re like a walking mythological encyclopedia, Kate. You pull random mystical crap out of your head and figure out that a giant monster nobody has seen on the face of...
Your family is in danger.
You're going to take him on by yourself? Curran's voice asked at my side. He sounded amused. If I wait any longer, I won't go in, I said. My knees tembled. My teeth chattered in my mouth.He grabbed me...
When she looked at him with those dark eyes, Nassar felt the urge to say something intelligent and deeply impressive. Unfortunately, nothing of the kind came to mind.
When in doubt, poke the beehive with a stick to see if anything interesting flies out.I clapped my hands. 'I had no idea Pit teams had such pretty cheerleaders. Can you do it again, but with more spir...
Two years? That's entirely too long. If you want, we can take care of that. After two years it's pure therapy.
They're fanatics. It's like expecting humanity from a falling rock. It's not going to have a fit of compassion and not crack your skull open.
There are times in life when sugar turns into medicine. This was one of those times.
The next time I went anywhere with Mad Rogan, I’d bring one of those bandoliers action stars wore when they routed terrorists from jungles.
The first rule of etiquette a boy learns when he’s about to enter society is that civility is due to all women. No provocation, no matter how unjust and rudely delivered, can validate a man who fails...
The concepts of right or wrong are always consequential. It can’t be situational or it’s not right or wrong.
Suffer none who would seek to stand on the ground you have chosen.