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“How dare they assume I was a virgin that was into men.
Was I a virgin? Yes.
Was I into men? Yes.”
― Jasmine Mas, Psycho Academy

“My lungs ached from smoke inhalation.

My soul ached from killing.

My shoulders ached from carrying the weight of being the coolest person at the academy”
― Jasmine Mas, Psycho Devils

“I sucked on both pipes desperately and shivered because death followed me. Everywhere I went. He wouldn’t leave me alone.

Stupid stalker, he was such a pervert.

Most men were.”
― Jasmine Mas, Psycho Devils

“In the last day and a half since the end of the competition, each of the kings had cornered me and begged for forgiveness while also insulting me.

They were aggressively sorry.

Emphasis on the aggressive part.

Of course, I’d done what any gracious woman would do when they faced a suffering male who was finally taking accountability for his actions.

I pretended I couldn’t hear them speaking.

The method was mostly a success.”
― Jasmine Mas, Psycho Devils

“She opened her mouth. Closed it again. Was Aly flustered? Oh, this was too good. My dark, devious heart sang at the sight of her searching for a way to excuse her behavior. I was going to torment the fuck out of this woman, and it was going to be so much fun.”
― Navessa Allen, Lights Out

“She just shakes her head. As though the problem goes beyond words. Like she asked for an interim report and I gave her a handful of peanut shells with the salt licked off.”
― Annika Martin, The Billionaire’s Wake-up-call Girl

“I want to say something sassy, but the language-formation part of my brain seems to be offline. Maybe the pleasure center of my brain annexed it, needing more space to put up dome-topped skyscrapers and rocket launch pads and other phallic things.”
― Annika Martin, The Billionaire’s Wake-up-call Girl

“Fine. What’s her name?”

He stops in place, staring at me while he thinks, as if he expects the answer to appear on my forehead. “Lauren?” he suggests. “Or Eva?”

“Are you seriously telling me you don’t even know the name of the woman you inserted your penis in last night?”
― Elizabeth O'Roark, A Deal with the Devil

“So, what will I be doing?” I ask as he pulls into the driveway. “I watched a doctor on ER perform a tracheotomy using only a ballpoint pen and a kitchen knife. I feel like I could pull it off”
― Elizabeth O'Roark, A Deal with the Devil

“He picks up the small, clear pill I’ve placed beside his coffee, and he holds it to the light, frowning. “You realize if you successfully poison me, you no longer get paid, yes?”

“There are things in this world more satisfying than money,” I reply.”
― Elizabeth O'Roark, A Deal with the Devil

“Jesus,” says Hayes. His face has fallen. “You just broke up with someone, didn’t you?”

“It’s fine.”

He groans, leaning forward to turn toward me. “I’m sorry. You can spit in my coffee tomorrow if it’ll make you feel better.”

I smile. “I spit in your coffee every day. It’s not as exciting as you’d think.”
― Elizabeth O'Roark, A Deal with the Devil

“No, I don’t require cocaine. Just a bar and food. And music. And a valet, I guess. Two hundred people, maybe.”

I groan. A valet? Two hundred people? “That’s not a ‘little get-together’. That’s a wedding. Did you finally find someone worthy of you? Just so we’re clear, I’m not sure you can legally wed your own reflection.”

He climbs to his feet. “I’m still hoping that law gets changed.”
― Elizabeth O'Roark, A Deal with the Devil

“I can tell you’re going to be tedious about this. Fine.” He looks over one shoulder and then the other, surveying the room. “Then who here do you find attractive? Aside from me, of course. Obviously, in a perfect world, I’d be your first choice.”

“Obviously,” I say, my lips humming along the lip of my glass. “It’s so hard to find a man who will buy me drinks, fuck me and never call again.”
― Elizabeth O'Roark, A Deal with the Devil

“You’re nervous?” he asks, grinning down at me.

I narrow my eyes. “Not in the least. I’m just trying to figure out how I can sacrifice you to save myself if this goes badly”
― Elizabeth O'Roark, A Deal with the Devil

“He shook his head in exasperation. “Are you sure you’re not a Succubus? You seem really obsessed with the sin of lust.”

“It’s a good sin. I like gluttony an awful lot, too. Sloth has its moments, but I just don’t understand acedia at all. I mean, what the f**k is that anyway? Oh, and greed is good, to quote Gordon Gekko. Anger, envy and pride,” I ticked them off on my fingers. “I don’t often have much use for them. It’s a shortcoming that I’m hoping to correct in the next millennium or two. I’m not very old; I can’t be expected to have mastered them all yet.”

“I think you’ve worked too hard on some of those,” he said dryly. “Maybe you should switch over to virtues instead. Give yourself a much needed break.”

Virtues? Yeah, right.

“Virtues are too difficult,” I told him, shaking my head. “Look how old you are and you’ve hardly made a dent in them. I’ll admit, you seem to have zeal nailed, as well as faith and temperance. Self control? I’ve got my doubts based on your recent actions. I’m not seeing the kindness, love or generosity, either. That humility thing seems to be pretty far beyond your reach, too. Really, really far. I’m sorry to tell you this, but from what I can see, the sin of pride is a major component of your character. Dude, you’re f**king old. You should have these things pretty well ticked off your shopping list by now. I’m seriously disappointed. Seriously.”
― Debra Dunbar, A Demon Bound

“How they were supposed to join in on a threesome rape in that condition was beyond me. It was all rather anticlimactic.”
― Debra Dunbar, A Demon Bound

“could hardly tell him I was obsessed with him and that he better get used to me stalking him like a creeper in a white van.”
― Debra Dunbar, A Demon Bound

“Wait,” I hesitated. “Will they let me in? After last time?”

“Yes, they will let you in,” Michelle sighed. “But no more groundhogs. That thing bit a waiter.”

“It wasn’t me,” I lied. “I told you it wandered in off the street.”

I’m a terrible liar. I don’t think she believed me”
― Debra Dunbar, A Demon Bound

“TaDa! I’d freaked them out with my arm sawing, and now I’d wowed them with my folkloric knowledge. Better not be any more talk of finding someone “better” or I’d have to start chewing limbs and fucking asses.”
― Debra Dunbar, A Demon Bound

“Who has two fingers, a thumb, and nightly orgasms? This girl. I wouldn’t want to give that up for a boring ride on your tiny dick. Go peddle your shit somewhere else. This pail is full to the brim.”
― K.F. Breene, A Ruin of Roses

“Save the man. Save the kingdom. Why are men so breakable? I thought as my eyes drifted shut. Because it gives us room to swoop in and save the motherfucking day, my animal chimed in. She had a point.”
― K.F. Breene, A Ruin of Roses

“I had zero control over myself right then. Panic was driving this wagon, and it was doing it with drunk horses.”
― K.F. Breene, A Ruin of Roses

“They hadn’t said what he’d died from, but I hoped it was gangrene of the dick.”
― K.F. Breene, A Ruin of Roses

“Panic was driving this wagon, and it was doing it with drunk horses.”
― K.F. Breene, A Ruin of Roses

“We are a civilized fucking outfit here.” He stared at me for a moment. “I realize that comment would’ve gone over a lot better had I not been wearing a purple beast costume with my cock hanging out.”
― K.F. Breene, A Ruin of Roses

“A horrible scream rent the air, also distant. It sounded like a human in peril, being eaten alive or gruesomely tortured, or a man with a paper cut on his finger.”
― K.F. Breene, A Ruin of Roses

“What kind of a nutcase stabs a person and doesn’t remember doing it?” “The kind who thinks they are going to die?” A pause. Then, “Yes, okay. That makes sense, I guess.”
― K.F. Breene, A Ruin of Roses

“I wonder what I will do if she doesn't wake up, and I don't have an answer. As I lie back down next to her and pull her into my arms, my stomach growls, and suddenly I know exactly what I will do. If she doesn't wake up, then I will just lie with her until I don't wake up either.”
― Shay Savage, Transcendence

“I turned toward the TV and tried to act natural. “She’s an ER nurse, right?”

I already knew the answer to that, along with several other facts like her address, where she’d gone to nursing school, what kind of grades she got, and what her current work schedule was. You know, normal things people knew about their roommate’s ex-hookups”
― Navessa Allen, Lights Out

“We’re getting lunch, Josephine,” Wells shouted on the way to the shower. “Dammit, we’re getting lunch.”
― Tessa Bailey, Fangirl Down