Marked by Masks and Secrets (Everlasting Possession #1)

by Maggie Sunseri

I’d always been prone to obsession.

Same…but toward random hobbies, not stalking

One day, mortals would be able to walk these streets as they pleased without fear of born cruelty.

That would be a cute idea, however men still exist

There was a place I retreated to in my mind in order to make this world less crushing or confusing or disappointing. It was a lens of fiction, a way to layer fantasy on top of the physical world. In this place inside my mind, I could fantasize that people were different. That my life was more exciting—that I hadn’t been born terrified and alone.

We love a maladaptive daydreaming queen!

“I’m sorry you feel that way,” I said calmly,

So ready for this guy to get killed off. Badass women never need to gentle parent their partners

We’d been dating for about four months now, and I supposed our honeymoon period was already over.

4 months???? I’ve been married almost 3 years and we’re still in our honeymoon phase…except for when I’m PMSing

The realization that he’d cheated on me was strangely low on the pain scale. The attacks on my character and the way he made me question my sense of reality were far worse. Hysterical, inappropriate laughter spilled out of me.

I think the author legit wrote about my ex. The similarities are uncanny

What a bizarre question from a violent street thug who was brazenly flirting with a stranger who’d just been attacked. He was insane. No need to overanalyze.

I mean he did just save your life

“Curriculum to effectively radicalize the youth.”

There’s nothing wrong with a good dose off healthy radicalization at a pivotal age

“I’m not sure men deserve to experience pleasure and amusement,”

Fair assessment

chthonic goddess the author called Hekate.

I have a tattoo of Hecate-we love a beautiful witchy goddess

I wanted to more than taste her. I wanted to devour her. I wanted to take her sweetness, her innocence, and forever taint it with my unholy marks of depravity. I was going to ruin her for all other men.

…i think i love him

“Oh, good. I’m so glad the vampire who’s been obsessively stalking me and broke into my home to attack me cares about consent.”

The call is coming from inside the house… but at least he knocked emotionally?

Jill was his wife. I loved watching them together—the way she seemed both hopelessly in love and endlessly annoyed with Cecil both at the same time.

This is real love: no one infuriates me more than my husband… and I’d still bury a body for him.

“All the violent threats are foreplay. I get it. I sooo get it.”

Finally, someone understands that emotional damage is my love language

please fetch Allie.”

Oh, that’s my name. That’s freaky, don’t know how I feel about it. I wonder how all the Sarah’s and Elizabeth’s feel when they’re legit the main characters

“This world hates strong, powerful women,”

hard agree

She fed from the energy of others—their minds, their gifts, their dreams and fears.

Real talk-when I was in New Orleans I met a person who identified as an energy vampire at a speakeasy. Apparently, it’s a big to-do nowadays

“You are a most charming young man!” What? Fucking what? I stared at Mena incredulously, the most famously anti-man woman I knew.

This is how I feel whenever I try to vent to my mom about my husband(very rarely, he is a saint of a man). They’ve been bewitched by his weird army skills and car knowledge

“No talk, brain blank,” she whispered.

Felt this in my soul

“My love is not contingent upon your behavior. You don’t have to perform for my love. You don’t have to beg for it. Or even ask very politely. I love you for existing. I love you for being you.” “Sounds fake,”

Okay, but why is this quote trying to gaslight me into thinking I’m lovable without earning it? Arrest that sentence. It’s too kind

“Who is Hekate?” he asked. “A chthonic goddess of the crossroads, sorcery, death, and darkness, protector of witches and the downtrodden.” Alternatively, protector of women who’d run out of fucks to give.

That’s why she’s always been my favorite, sweet Hecate