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I was born bad, and I’ll die in the dark that made me the worst.
“Fuck, you’re beautiful.”
“Are you crying?” I whisper. “Christ, I didn’t even know you had tear ducts.”
“About walking out onto the freeway during rush hour and taking a
I haven’t witnessed a murder in a long time, but muscle memory and self-preservation are a powerful combination.
This girl, honestly. There’s not much of me that’s soft, but there’s a tiny speck, somewhere between my top and bottom rib, that’s a little soft for Vicious’s wife.
“Good girl.”
“I’m contagious.” “If bullshit were contagious, you’d wipe out the entire Coast.” “Honestly, I’m sick.” “And I’m sick of you.”
Gabriel Visconti wants me.
Mildred Black has a daughter. And she is exactly like her.
