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“For the love of fucking god, don’t ever, ever, do that again. EVER. If one of them sets a hand on you, I’ll fucking kill them, and I won’t give a rat’s fuck who watches me!”

I can see he thinks he’s the ultimate creation, and he seems to believe every woman here is his Eve, created from his ribcage for him to enjoy. I’m both aroused and infuriated, and this is the most confusing feeling I’ve ever felt in my life......;)

was like lightning. White hot and electric, but fleeting and dangerous. Beautiful to watch, but perilous to touch. But it was too late for warning signs. I’d been struck.

“You’re weightless. The world hasn’t touched you yet. You’re not heavy with the weight of pain, and guilt, and selfishness.” He shook his head, biting his lower lip in that same way that made my skin heat just moments before. “You’re light. Don’t ever lose that. Don’t let the world weigh you down like them.” He shifted, looking away. “Like me.”

I let myself break as I shot the pink and purple streaks across the Carolina sky. I knew right then and there, on a warm Sunday evening with my feet sinking into the sand at the edge of the ocean, that this summer would be the hardest of my life. It would either change me for the better or shatter me completely. But maybe I needed to break, to fully fall to pieces, before I could ever truly be whole.

. It was my fourth day with Rhodes, yet he still hadn’t said more than a few words to me. I’d tried conversation a few times, but to no avail. He was cold, reserved, and not the least bit interested in becoming my friend. Not that I could really blame him. He was beautiful. Crazy? Maybe. Intimidating? Definitely. But, beautiful nonetheless. And beautiful guys like him didn’t befriend girls who looked like me.

"We can talk about anything, or nothing. It never gets old or boring. Libby is my resonance; when I’m in her vicinity, I’m suddenly amped up, with everything moving at a different frequency. And I don’t care if that’s sappy. It’s the truth."

"Killian is a peacock in a world of sparrows. He catches the eye and holds it. Oddly, it isn’t even about looks. Killian’s features are bold and strong; he’s good looking, sure, but not extraordinary. And yet he is, because whatever makes Killian Killian lights him up and draws people in like a candle in the dark."

"I think you should find a younger porn star to watch from now on," he said in a husky voice before brushing his hand down the length of my ponytail and stepping away. "Bye, Kat." My ponytail whispered to me that she would never be the same again.

Men live simply, but are not simple. Boys are simple, but do not live simply.

“But Moses’s mother was also his father’s aunt. Seatbelt.” I stared at his profile as he shut his door. “His mother’s name was Seatbelt?” “No.” He flirty chuckled, his hazel eyes all twinkly as they moved over me, like he thought I was adorable. “Put on your seatbelt, miss.”....very cheeky Ms.Reid....I love it...lol!!!

I wished my cell phone had reception. Though he was official, I’d feel a lot better about getting into a stranger’s car if I had the ability to tell someone else about it. Or at least tweet the details in one hundred forty characters or less: If I’m found dead, it was the cute park ranger named after Moses’s father-in-law.....lol!!!

“Allow me,” he said, shooting me another of his wide grins. “Really, Ranger Jethro, I can carry my own bags.” “This is a full-service rescue, miss.” He stood straight, placing my eighty-pound oversized suitcase on the gravel, then slung my overnight bag on his shoulder. Instead of rolling the suitcase, he lifted it by the handle and carried it to the bed of his truck.

Just . . . just stay there for a moment or two. I don’t want Jenna to think I am, ah, lacking stamina.” Her mouth opened, but no sound came out. Lifting my arm, I flexed my fingers as I glared at her. “I swear I’m getting carpal tunnel syndrome. I’m going to need surgery.”

“Did you spend lots of my money?” “Tons. Pretty sure I put you in the poor house.” To my surprise, he smiled. A real smile that lit up his eyes, making him appear boyish and younger. “Finally, you do what I tell you to do.”.....

“He’s on a bit of a tear this morning.” “David’s always on a tear. Take an early lunch and lock the office door. I’ll deal with him when I return,” I instructed as I smirked into the phone, injecting a concerned tone to my voice. Bewilderment led to bravery for her. “Lock the office and take an early lunch? Are you drunk?”.....lol!!!

What you perceive with your eyes isn’t always what’s there.”

Beth straightened. “What do you want me to write about then?” Harrison lifted his eyes to hers, and they were laced with emotion, dark and light and raw. “Me. I want you to write about me. I am not what’s destroying me. I am me.”

“Are you somebody important here?” I ask , gesturing to the building in general. “Does it matter? All I want to be is somebody to you.” He says it sincerely , his eyes on mine, his gaze not wavering.

So excited to start this novel....;))

The darkness around me slowly fades and a new fear takes over as I realize that she’s my calm after the storm. She’s like a poison to my heart , slowly leaking her way inside and killing me in the worst way possible. She’s the salvation that I seek but know that I can’t keep forever, and that’s what scares me.

that’s burning inside of me right now. She does shit to me. She makes me feel less like a monster and more like the man I once was; the man I wish I could be.

“There’s a darkness inside your eyes that tells me you’re fighting demons, that you’re driven by the pain and not willing to give up until you feel the peace you’re seeking. It’s part of being human. Fighting is the only thing you can do. Pain is part of who we all are.”

I COULDN’T TURN MY EYES away. I wanted her, needed her . . . and desired her. One glimpse into her big, curious eyes and my cock twitched, wanting a fucking taste. When I saw her watching me, I wanted to rip that tight little skirt off of her and tie her to the wall as I bury myself deep between those trembling thighs. I want her to feel me; every fucking inch of me..... WELL HELLO HANDSOME ;))

My breath hitches in my throat at his beauty and becomes even harder to catch when I look into his pale gray eyes. All that reflects there is pain and darkness. It gives me a chill that runs all throughout my body....

This is where my world ends. This is where I stop wanting to live. This is where I lose her . . . So excited to start this novel....my curiosity is certainly peaked after the first chapter

‘I’ve been in love with you for months. I’m telling you now because I think you love me too, Anna. You just don’t think you’re supposed to. You’ll tell me when you’re ready. I can wait.’ I pulled her mouth down to mine and kissed her

“You do realise you’re holding a baby, not a leaking bucket?” she asked conversationally, and he gave her a look that could splinter wood. “Against your chest, hand under his bottom. Honestly. You must have had a cuddle before.” “Yes, but women don’t appreciate a hand under their bottom until I’ve at least bought them dinner,” he retorted

“Please tell me that you were misquoted in Time when you referred to theatre as the only true forum for the craft. And that you did not call screen actors ‘fame-mongering puppets with as much understanding of the complexities of drama as Kim Kardashian has of nuclear physics.’”