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“It wasn’t possible to have a rational conversation with these people. Whatever you said was hit with a quote from the bible and branded “words of the devil.” They were right, you were wrong, they were good, you were bad, they were on the righteous path, and you were on a descending elevator heading to the fires of hell.”
― Suzanne Wright, Savage Urges

“Listen, Han, she was a bloody stalker. I had to do something. I had to make her see I didn’t care about her. I was a different person to the man I am now. I’ve told you how I behaved with women at that time in my life. That isn’t me anymore. With you, there are no secrets, no lies and no games, which is why I want you to know exactly what happened with Candy. You need to know the whole truth. I’m not the heartless, inconsiderate bastard I used to be. I promise you.” I keep my focus towards the floor. It’s obvious how upset I am. His palms circle each side of my face, lifting my head to meet his eyes. “I mean it, Han. I would never treat anyone like that again.” My lungs try to inhale as much air as possible, but the sting at the back of my throat causes me to exhale just as quickly. I push away from his chest, still shaking and ready to throw up. “Just when I think we’re getting somewhere, you drop another bombshell, and to be honest, this particular episode with Candy repulses me.” He attempts to take me in his arms, but I can’t stand his touch right now. I rest my palms against his chest, keeping him at bay, while the memories of London and finding Rob with another woman flood my brain. How dare Daniel do the same thing to Candy. I may not like her, but nobody deserves to be treated so badly.”
― Loriana Cappello, Where She Is

“At this point, I’m sure if my life were one of his novels, everyone would be cheering on Wyatt while they complained about how annoying I am, wishing I was the one the villain captured only to have my body parts sold on the black market. Isn’t that how it always goes, though? The man gets the praise, while the woman gets the blame?”
― Meghan Quinn, The Reason I Married Him

“You can’t tell her. You have to show her. With sweat. With time. With quiet-ass labor where no one’s clapping for you.”
― Maya Alden, She's Like The Wind