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This is for the ones who lost their voice. This is for the ones who wish they could be Lana Myers. This is for the ones people still whisper about. This is for the ones who fight every single day to forget. You’re not alone.
Love is not supposed to be beautiful. It’s supposed to be a raw, gritty struggle that forces you to face the most vulnerable parts of yourself, so that when the good times come, you can savor and enjoy them, fully appreciate what they’re worth. Otherwise, you take it all for granted. —Lana Myers
Fuck the list. It’s time for the endgame.
Yessssss
Every smile before me was probably rare. Every smile with me was given freely with genuineness. Every touch was hungry and full of emotion she struggles to show. She trusted me.
“Looks like your legs work just fine,” I quip, eyeing the man who has played the world. He taps his legs. “They work better than your mind.”
“Real love? The kind Lana gave you? It’s the kind of love that looks beyond one’s offenses against others and only calls to the soul. Lana saved a child. Lana risked everything to save you. Lana saved countless women by killing Plemmons. Yet you still view her as a monster by not meeting your generalized populous version of morality. In your eyes, it’s better to forever be the victim than to ever feel peace again, because a real monster might die at the hands of someone who won’t show mercy.”
“Where. Is. She?”
Okay batman
The end is coming. But I almost don’t even care anymore.
My main priority is to see this through, grant my brother’s dying wish, and finally lay to rest all the misery from the past.
“He doesn’t love me like I love him,” I say hoarsely. “I love him enough to burn the world to the ground in his name.”
“He just loves me enough to feel betrayed,” I add on a rasp whisper.
“You are not sick. Marcus was right—you’re the strongest fucking person I know. You’re not sick, Lana. You’re a fucking dark angel that can set the world free from this sick town.”
Weakness of attitude becomes weakness of character. —Albert Einstein
“Close the door,” he says over his shoulder.
WHAT
My first thought is to call Logan. My second thought is how stupid that is, considering I can never speak to him again. My third thought is…I really need a drink.
Real
from him, but she hands it to him instead. “Guess I need to borrow a brush,” she says to me. “And some clothes. Thor over there ripped my pants open, and now the zipper is gone. My shirt has something on it too. I’ll spare you the guessing game as to what.”
HADLEY
“They already found the judge and the deputy.” A smile curves my lips. “Good. Now the real fun begins.”
They stole. They lied. They brokered peace with the devil in exchange for the souls of an innocent family. Yet you call me the monster. Fuck you. <3
Memory is deceptive because it is colored by today’s events. —Albert Einstein
Why does it feel like someone is watching me?
“You didn’t hurt me physically. And as far as the sex goes, I could have stopped it. I knew you knew. I knew what was happening. I just loved you enough to take your anger, knowing I deserved it.”
“I love you,” I say on a broken whisper, because I’m just too weak to turn him away so soon. “I love you,” he says back, thawing my heart completely as the tears start leaking again.
Better a diamond with a flaw than a pebble without.
“Are we under arrest?” Jake asks, so confused that it’s almost comical.
“Four bodies is your idea of a night off?” Hadley asks dryly.
The bloody ex-girlfriend takes on a new meaning.
Give every man thy ear, but few thy voice. —William Shakespeare
“Should we test to see who’s better?” She stifles a grin, trying to keep a serious face. “Agent Bennett, I think it’d be emasculating if I kicked your ass. So don’t worry, I’ll hold back if you ever get brave enough.”
Even as pieces of the puzzle continue to fall together, I’m still just as intrigued and mystified by her.
“I would sneak out just to watch them dance. Sometimes Dad would catch me, but instead of scolding me, they’d have me dance with them. Same for Marcus. Even Jake was invited into the dancing ring on the nights he stayed over. It was a time so perfect that it eventually had to end in tragedy. Good things have a lesser reign than the bad.”
I saw the good in everyone, and I smiled even when someone was trying to break me down. I thought I was so strong and so smart. The problem is, I saw good where no good even existed.”
Naked in the middle of the bedroom, I pull her to me. Her head falls to my chest, and my lips press against the top of her head as I hold her as close as possible. And we dance. We dance for several songs.
Everything’s fine today; that is our illusion. —Voltaire
“Citizens of Delaney Grove. It’s time to purge the town. You have until sunset to leave…to save yourself. We’re claiming this town now. For your sins, you shall repent. For your past, you shall endure the nightmares you caused. And for your eyes that you closed so willingly, now you shall see.”
One person cannot change the world. But one person can strike terror into multitudes. —Robert Evans
Any demon is capable of cruelty, but only an angel is majestic enough to rain down vengeance for the innocent. —Marcus Evans
Little eyes see. Little eyes learn. Be a good example for all the little eyes watching you. They’re everywhere. —Jasmine Evans
The wicked can fake nobility, just as the damned can fake innocence. But only the truth will rise from the ashes when we all start to burn. —Victoria Evans
A wise man knows when the war is lost, and will understand retreat is the only way to save lives. A foolish man will condemn all his followers to death because of his pride. —Robert Evans
If hatred didn’t exist, love wouldn’t either, for one is formed by the other. I love and hate this town. —Marcus Evans
I believe the souls of the wrongfully persecuted often haunt our world, bringing the same grief they feel from beyond the grave. —Jasmine Evans
Never mock or harm the passionate, for they are the fiercest with their wrath. —Victoria Evans
Don’t impose on others what you yourself do not desire. —Confucius
“I shot the sheriff,” I start singing, and he grins. “Time to shoot the deputies.”
should like to lie at your feet and die in your arms. —Voltaire
They say miracles are past. —William Shakespeare
Nothing I stood for was worth more than her. Nothing I valued held any true value at all. Everything I have is pointless without her.
They do not love that do not show their love. —William Shakespeare
Wherever you go, go with all your heart. —Confucius
“You said if you could be anywhere, you’d be in Greece with me. I hoped that meant you came to wait,” he says softly, thumbing my chin. “But your job—” “I left it,” he says, studying my eyes. “And your life—” “Is wherever you are. Guess you shouldn’t have been so perfect if you didn’t want me to love you this much.”
