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“This is a forum for readers. Authors walk these halls at their own risk. I’ve been to the Coliseum in Rome. GR is just that. Books are gladiators. Readers are ravenous citizens awaiting their next bite of entertainment, all Caesars with thumbs readied for judgement. Even champions fall prey to sword now and then. And you know what they say about the pen and the sword…the analogy is a bit muddled, but it’s in there somewhere.”
― Willow Madison

“I’ll get you another red dress.”
She wiped the backs of her hands over her cheeks at the snarl. “You will?”
He glared down at her. “Yes. But you must not cry. I won’t get you any dresses if you cry.”
“I don’t normally cry.”
“You will never do it.”
“Well, I’m afraid I may sometimes,” she said apologetically. “Women need to cry.”
Lines formed between his brows. “How many times in a year?”“Maybe five or six,” she said, thinking about it. “But really, it’s usually a very small cry and not in front of anyone
At that, his scowl grew even darker. “I will permit you to cry four times a year. And you will do it when I am here.”
― Nalini Singh, Lord of the Abyss

“She was mine.
She is mine.
She will always fucking be mine.”
― Harper Sloan, Axel

“Do you want to know why men name their penis? So the most important decisions in their life aren't made by a stranger.”
― Linda Howard, After the Night