Ravage (Dance With My Demons, #3)

by Steph Macca

Oh, you're back again… It's the morgue scenes, isn't it? Don't worry… they are loud enough to wake the dead in this book too.

We don't have to become our trauma. We don't have to become the people who made us. I'll never be him.

just have little tolerance for ignorance, stupidity, and manipulation.

"We kill them," the three of us say in unison.

In this day and age, it shouldn't be a case of 'kill or be killed'. But that's our reality. That's our story."

A parent should love and protect, but I didn't get that luxury. So why is it that I'm being punished for trying to escape hell? Why am I being punished for his abuse?"

We've both pledged our allegiance to the Deadman.

Little Killer – You are my absolute everything. Everyone deserves the chance to love you too. So, if your heart belongs to three people, then that's okay. I'm not going anywhere, no matter what happens.

Avery: It's a joke, Damon. Not a dick. Don't take it so hard.

drunk octopus

"I'm allergic to your presence."

"Shut that dick-gurgling flytrap, Dorothea," I reply casually. "I'm in no mood to deal with you."

If your sagging, wrinkly balls weren't dangling around your knees, I'd assume you had none."

I take back what I said about whiskey, because on his lips, it's my new favorite thing.

"Your favorite boyfriend-in-law."

Damon: We're going to play a game. Damon: You run. Damon: I catch you.

"Maintenant tu es à moi aussi,"

That's my fucking wife.

I'm the one that's been shot.