Vilma

“It’s always you and me.” I nodded again and felt my lips quivering. He kept whispering, “Always me and my Sylvie, yeah?” “Yeah,” I whispered.”
― Kristen Ashley, Creed

“That is what I thought of you, Ellie. Heartless, reckless, selfish, and cruel."
He was back to shooting me when my armor was down. I turned my face away from him, not wanting to let him see the hurt in my eyes. He reached up and put his fingers under my chin, bringing my face forward again, forcing me to look at him.
"Beautiful, sad, wounded, and lost," he continued. "A freak, a work of art, a liar, and a lover."
His gaze was starting to eat away at my insides. Razor-blade butterflies whirled in my heart.
"I hate you, Ellie Watt," he whispered, lips coming closer to mine, "because I still love you after all these years.”
― Karina Halle, Sins & Needles

“We've hit the hot guy motherlode.”
― Kristen Ashley, Motorcycle Man

“...I have never seen him smile like that—it’s intoxicating, especially because I never thought he would smile like that at me.”
― Amy A. Bartol, Inescapable