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“I do not remember very many things from the inside out. I do not remember what it felt like to touch things, or how bathwater traveled over my skin. I did not like to be touched, but it was a strange dislike. I did not like to be touched because I craved it too much. I wanted to be held very tight so I would not break. Even now, when people lean down to touch me, or hug me, or put a hand on my shoulder, I hold my breath. I turn my face. I want to cry.”
― Marya Hornbacher, Wasted: A Memoir of Anorexia and Bulimia

“I am sorry. I did not see you. Normally you are lurking in the corners or skulking in the shadows, not standing in plain sight."

"I never skulk, and lurk only sometimes.”
― Robin LaFevers, Mortal Heart

“I am beginning to think that love itself is never wrong. It is what love can drive people to do that is the problem.”
― Robin LaFevers, Mortal Heart

“What is it like?"

"What is what like?"

"Death. What is death like?"

"He is quiet and still, and oh, so peaceful. Fear will no longer hold any sway over you, nor will worry or sadness. Can you think of a time when you were especially tired? Perhaps after a long day of travel? Do you remember how lovely it was to climb into your feather bed that night? How grateful your tired limbs were? How welcoming it felt? How delicious to close your eyes and finally rest?"

"Yes."

"It is just like that.”
― Robin LaFevers, Mortal Heart

“She was so stupid. Such a stupid, stupid girl.

For ever thinking she could be admired, adored, or noticed. For every thinking she could be anything at all.”
― Marissa Meyer, Fairest

“We are all stars; we all fail and fall, no doubt. But from that failier should shine a new glow.”
― Fangirl300

“I would kill for you, and I have. I would do it again, every damn day. I’d turn myself inside out for you. I would die for you. I don’t just like you, Sloane, and you fucking know it.”
― Brynne Weaver, Butcher & Blackbird

“For those of you who read the trigger warnings and said “Accidental cannibalism?! Count me in!” This one’s for you.”
― Brynne Weaver, Butcher & Blackbird

“Being a serial killer who kills serial killers is a great hobby… Until you find yourself locked in a cage.”
― Brynne Weaver, Butcher & Blackbird

“Did you just propose on a napkin with a ring you stuffed in a guy’s eye hole?”
― Brynne Weaver, Butcher & Blackbird

“You might be psycho,” I say with a grin as her eyes narrow, “but you’re my psycho, and I’m yours. Got it?”
― Brynne Weaver, Butcher & Blackbird

“There's art in our scars. There's wonder in the way we can heal.”
― Brynne Weaver, Butcher & Blackbird

“Pick a safe word. Do it now.” I swallow. Hard. “Chainsaw.” He huffs a laugh, a burst of warmth against my core. “How fitting, love. Now be a good girl and find something to grab on to…” he says, then passes one long, slow lick over my center. “...Because I’m about to destroy you.”
― Brynne Weaver, Butcher & Blackbird

“You know what they say, Blackbird. ‘It’s all fun and games until someone loses an eye,’” I whisper. “And that’s when the real fun begins.”
― Brynne Weaver, Butcher & Blackbird

“I just want to be tossed around a bit. Manhandled, you know? Call me a dirty little slut and I’m all for it.”
― Brynne Weaver, Butcher & Blackbird

“I want to ruin her so that she’s mine, my beautiful disaster. My wild creature. My goddess of chaos.”
― Brynne Weaver, Butcher & Blackbird

“No. Christ. Now give me that dragon dick, Blackbird.”  “No way.” I manage to slip out of my chair with the e-reader before he can grab me, waving it toward him in a taunt as I back away toward our rooms. “Goodnight, weirdo. I’m going to bed. Early bird gets the worm, you know. Might plan myself a solo hiking trip to Davis Creek. No boys allowed unless they have scales and a breeding kink.”  “Of all the times to forget my dinosaur onesie at home.” Rowan sighs,”
― Brynne Weaver, Butcher & Blackbird

“No boys allowed unless they have scales and a breeding kink.”
― Brynne Weaver, Butcher & Blackbird

“Come on, Blackbird. I need some dragonman DP.”
― Brynne Weaver, Butcher & Blackbird