Ashley

“His grin faltered, but then he curled his lip, and his voice was filled with contempt, "When you get out of that cage, you'll be dead and I'll be dragging your headless carcass to a hole in the ground."
But there was fear in his eyes.
There should have been.”
― Laken Cane, Obsidian Wings

“Don't call me sweet thing." She leaned over to kiss his forehead, surprising both of them. Rune had never been the physically affectionate sort. But when a person came close to losing someone, she might want a few touches. She pressed her lips against his skin, lingering on the warmth. Life. Life was warm.”
― Laken Cane, Shiv Crew

“If she had it to do all again, would she have been so muddled by her monster that she'd have been able to resist her love?
To have cared that she might have destroyed the man he was?
No.
F*ck, no.
Maybe not.”
― Laken Cane, The Witch's Daughter

“They slid closer to the berserker, their guns up and ready. "Alexander," the one on the left said. "Where's your monster?" He didn't say it in a contemptuous way-merely a curious one.
"I am my monster, baby." she told him. "And my monster is me." She grinned and winked at him. "So you're looking at it.”
― Laken Cane, New Regime