Broken Vow (Brutal Birthright, #5)

by Sophie Lark

“So . . . you’re just really similar.” “It’s more than that,” Nero says. ”There’s the parts that are the same and the parts that fill up the holes in each other. You don’t know what’s missing inside of you until you find it in someone else.”

I hate when my hair gets unruly. It makes me feel powerless. If I can’t control my own hair, then how can I control anything in my life?

“I know they do. You can’t have a best friend that you’re attracted to. That’s what being in love is. It’s wanting to fuck your best friend.”

“You were doing me a favor ripping that up. Aunt Kel is always trying to get me to dress more feminine. I wish she’d save her money or get me something I actually like.” “Like a grenade launcher?” Raylan interjects.

“Don’t you think you’re safe just ‘cause we’re in Chicago, darlin.’ I can find a riding crop if I need to.”