Quiver (Philia Players #1)

by Giuliana Victoria

Create the family you want. Our friends are just family that we get to choose. So choose quality over quantity, and always remember, the love you choose to give is precious.

For anyone who’s ever felt like they need to tone down their personality for people to like you. The right people will know your worth, and you’ll never have to dull your shine for them. <3

“Gattina, if I were reprimanding you, you’d know it. I’d have you bare-assed, lying over my lap as I spank the defiance out of you.”

I'm saying you're fucking stunning. Magnificent. A goddamn vision, and if you become any more beautiful, I'd be simply blinded by you.

You know how you told me to stop being afraid to accept kindness from others? Gattina Well, stop being afraid to show your emotions. Especially with me. I've had enough heartbreak and loss in my life to recognize when someone needs a safe space to talk things out. I just want you to know that I'm happy to be that for you.

“If you want to live a sad, boring life and never clear those cobwebs out of your coochie, be my guest, but I swear to all that is holy, if I hear you scream his name while using your vibrator, I’m tossing it in the garbage disposal.”

I’ve been seeing Kat quite a bit, but it’s never enough. Every moment spent with her feels right, and no amount of time seems to curb my craving for more.

I’ll wait as long as it takes. I can be patient. At least, for Kat, I can. I’ll wait as long as she needs.

“No, Kat, baby, can I take care of you tonight? I don’t mean pulling some sorry excuse for a human being off of you at a bar or taking you home. I mean, can I grab a pair of sweats from my place real quick and then take you to your room, run you a bubble bath to soak in while I make something for you to eat, and cuddle you on the couch until you fall asleep?”

more than anything, get to know everything about her. Every detail. Every small, seemingly insignificant piece of her. Last night was just a taste of that, and it left me wanting so much more.

Frankly, I think we should all just let people read whatever the hell they want as long as it isn’t hurting anyone else.

Talking with Kat is like speaking to an old friend whose voice you haven’t heard in ages. It’s nostalgic and fills me with a sense of longing. It just feels right being with her.

I can’t help the smile that has been a permanent fixture on my face since having met him. He’s like a cinnamon roll—hot on the outside but oh so soft and gooey in the center.

This woman is a conundrum. She’s sweet, sometimes timid, caring to a fault, sensitive, and unbelievably understanding, all while being boisterous, stubborn, a real shit-talker, and a sassy pain in my ass. Every one of those qualities has me falling, hard.

“I mean, I love a good slow burn, but to read an entire book and there not be any spice? That feels like kind of a waste,”

I love you so damn much that I’m going to continue being selfish because I want to spend every day, for the rest of my life, with you.”

“I love you, Ale,” I tell him, sensing he needs to hear it despite what we’ve both known for some time now. I am absolutely gone for Alessandro De Laurentiis.