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Speak. (Rayne-Moore University, #1) Speak. by Ruby M. Darling
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“I’m trying to say I want your lilacs and purples.”
Ruby Darling, Speak.
“Raven Monroe tastes of mint and macchiato, of strawberry flavored lip-gloss and smells of all the good things that blossom in the Spring with just enough spice, musk and amber that reminds me she is purely autumn on the cusp of winter. She is the embodiment of crisp cool nights, warmth of roaring bonfires, pink super moons, the silence of absent cicadas and critters, of death in its most beautiful and natural form. She is the promise of new beginnings and transitions that come with time and rage. Furious like a fire devouring a house until only its charred skeleton remains standing.”
Ruby Darling, Speak.
“She is the embodiment of crisp cool nights, warmth of roaring bonfires, pink super moons, the silence of absent cicadas and critters, of death in its most beautiful and natural form. She is the promise of new beginnings and transitions that come with time and rage. Furious like a fire devouring a house until only its charred skeleton remains standing.”
Ruby Darling, Speak.
“No matter how much my mother wanted me to be a princess, I wanted to be able to slay dragons.”
Ruby Darling, Speak.
“He looks like a prince of darkness. He makes my heart stop.”
Ruby Darling, Speak.
“I am a moth. Dainty. Dangerous. Possibly venomous. Scratch that. I am the dark poison woven into a silky exterior.”
Ruby Darling, Speak.
“God why is it so fucking easy for me to obey these men? Oh, because I’m dicknotized.”
Ruby Darling, Speak.
“I am the master of my fate; I am the captain of my soul.”
Ruby Darling, Speak.
“I suffocate where Maverick Harrington is involved. I lose all sense of self-anything. I’m not just aware of myself, I’m hyperaware of him and myself when it’s just me and him and him and I in a room full of others, even an entire classroom full of others… it’s just us and my lungs seize and my heart beats erratically and I just crave the air he breathes so I can stop suffocating.”
Ruby Darling, Speak.
“I want my words to matter when I finally speak them.”
Ruby Darling, Speak.
“She reminds me of a fallen angel that chose to dive out of heaven and land here, with me. She looks unreal. She looks… She looks mine.”
Ruby Darling, Speak.
“Any chemical imbalance I have, he balances it with just one touch, one kiss and when it’s both, every atom that is me buzzes with an intensity so fierce, I always feel like I want to explode. I wonder if this is what it’s like when new galaxies form?”
Ruby Darling, Speak.
“A book, a fire, an oversized sectional and a blanket. These are the things that make Raven Monroe, a born billionaire, a practical heiress… happy.”
Ruby Darling, Speak.
“You’re psycho like me, Doctor. Your love is crazy like mine. I have allowed everything you’ve done to me because you’re mine as much as I’m yours. You own me as much as I own you.”
Ruby Darling, Speak.
“Karma’s a beautiful bitch, and her name is Raven Monroe.”
Ruby Darling, Speak.
“Ah, to be young and have the refractory period equivalent to a monkey during mating season.”
Ruby Darling, Speak.
“I am nothing more than a demented mastermind fit to be judged as criminally insane.”
Ruby Darling, Speak.
“I love you,” I breathe against her lips, the words hoarse, low, but true. “My soul has seen yours and I know yours has seen mine and there’s no going back for me, baby. We were meant to collide; nobody can tell me otherwise.”
Ruby Darling, Speak.
“Jonas Anderson is a demigod walking amongst mortals and I was made to worship him.”
Ruby Darling, Speak.
“I suck. Because it was forced. But I loved how Maverick controlled me. just like Jonas is taking control now. Goodbye feminism.”
Ruby Darling, Speak.
“Ravens are opportunistic predators and they’ll strike when provoked or feel threatened.”
Ruby Darling, Speak.
“Can a heart break, once it’s stopped beating?”
Ruby Darling, Speak.
“Jonas Anderson does not kiss. Jonas Anderson devours.”
Ruby Darling, Speak.
“What’s the saying? ‘Grippy socks, grippy box?”
Ruby Darling, Speak.
“I would absolutely, ten thousand percent let Raven Monroe wreck my fucking heart for one taste of her. If she stomped on it with those heeled biker boots she wears? Even better.”
Ruby Darling, Speak.
“I can’t wait to watch my Raven rise from the ashes she’ll leave at her feet like a fucking phoenix.”
Ruby Darling, Speak.
“In my defense, if you think small talk sucks, try having small talk after you’ve been a victim of attempted murder.”
Ruby Darling, Speak.
“Yes, like Poe, I’m quite taken with the Raven perched upon my sofa like a bad omen.”
Ruby Darling, Speak.
“Who the fuck was this? What could someone have done to become the fucking cover of a book? Jesus. I shake my head, hold my breath, and”
Ruby Darling, Speak.
“I’ll be whatever the fuck she wants, whatever the fuck she needs me to be in her quest for retribution. Fuck a hero. I’ll happily help her become the villain she so desperately needs.”
Ruby Darling, Speak.