All these boys were lethal. It really wasn't fair.
Awesome . . .” Jared spoke up from the other side of the room. “Ember, the Otherworld's wonder mutt.
Kiss my ass." "If you’d like me to start there.
You want to grab something here, Brycin?” he asked, bending over again. Um . . . yeah. Your ass.
Truth was a nasty bitch sometimes.
Holy crap, you are like a dog with a bone,” I commented to Ryan.“Or just one with a boner.
It’s a little early in our relationship for us to be ‘surmounting,’ but, hey, I’m game if you are. I’ll even let you be on top.” He looked directly at me, a coy smile playing on his lips.
That was some branch. Did it have a vendetta against your t-shirt?”“Guess so.”“I hope you showed it who is boss.”“Yeah, I peed on it.
Holy shit! Can we say unstable? Was I the only sane one around here? Well, I guess that really wasn’t setting the standard very high." -Ember, Darkness Of Light
You’re fucking kidding me, right?” “I don’t kid about fucking.
It was me–a dangerous cocktail of pissed off and hurt.”–Ember (Darkness Of Light)
This isn’t going to be a cute little storybook you can close when you’re done. You open this and you’re going to be letting things out you cannot possibly imagine. And believe me when I tell you this...
Fuck you!” “Right here?” He crossed his arms. “That definitely wouldn’t help your getting over me.
