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“They lived to torture me. But I could handle their abuse and would play their sick games. My real fear came from not understanding why I liked it so much, why I needed them to hurt me. “Always so wet for men you hate so much,” Bastian taunted. He dipped his head down and whispered in my ear, “Did you save yourself for me, Cherry?”
― Jillian Frost, Cruel Princes

“Marcello wrapped his arms around me from behind and kissed my neck. “We can go home if this is too much for you.” Home. That sounded good. But I couldn’t run away and let my men handle everything. They wanted a queen, so it was time for me to get my shit together. Why was it so hard? I could feel reality slipping out from under me.”
― Jillian Frost, Savage Knights

“I smile, and for the first time in a long time, I send thanks to Mama Luda’s God. My smile slowly turns into a chuckle as he continues to stare at me, uncomprehending. I shake my head. “I’m well aware that my father is dead,” I tell him. “I wasn’t talking about Ivan or Ace. I was talking about someone much worse.” “Who could be worse than the Undead?” he muses, seeming entertained by my apparent confidence. My smile widens. “My own brand of Heaven and Hell,” I tell him honestly. “The Undead aren’t nearly as cruel as the living, and he’ll be coming soon.” I know my man. He’ll always come.”
― Lucy Smoke, Bloody Cruel Monster

“Jasmine: Don’t panic. You’re in my old room at Aunt May’s. I’m just downstairs if you need me. - Kit”
― Elizabeth Corva, Give in to the Night