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Empathy (Empathy, #1) Empathy by Ker Dukey
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“She is so feisty I can’t decide if I want to squeeze her throat and watch her eyes gloss over with tears, or rip her tiny shorts off and bury my dick inside her, making her scream, making her so fucking dirty she’ll never get clean.”
Ker Dukey, Empathy
“They say some people are born with decreased activity in the brain; a cold spot in the front central lobe. Where most people have activity, a hot area giving them feelings, emotions and enabling them to love, there are a rare few who have a cold spot, affecting their ability to feel emotions, empathy. There are theories that serial killers have this cold spot. Psychopaths. That’s why they lack the ability to connect, to care.”
Ker Dukey, Empathy
“When your story is written on a piece of paper and that paper gets crumpled up and thrown into a shredder, you can piece the tatters back together although the damage remains. So does your story, you just have to continue to write even if the paper isn’t perfect.”
Ker Dukey, Empathy
“Patience is a virtue, and something I don’t have much of when it comes to other human beings.”
Ker Dukey, Empathy
“I won’t die from my wounds I will own them and fight life right back.”
Ker Dukey, Empathy
“I live in my head a lot and hate people knocking at the door I never want to open in front of witnesses.”
Ker Dukey, Empathy
“We live in a moment that’s so quickly taken, it’s like it was never even ours. Time is borrowed; you need to capture everything you can before it’s just a fleeting memory of someone you used to be. You say you’ll never change, you promise nothing will change what you have but those aren’t our choices. The world changes, circumstances change.”
Ker Dukey, Empathy
“When life drowns you in its cruelty, you don’t know which way the current will drag you, or who you’ll be once you re-surface.”
Ker Dukey, Empathy
“Oh my God. “It’s a red room, isn’t it?” His brow furrows. “It’s painted white.” I stand and he walks to his bedroom with me hot on his tail. “A Christian Grey red room, Blake!”
Ker Dukey, Empathy
“I couldn’t get hard for that stench trench you’re packing between those lumpy tree trunk thighs even if you showered the cock socket in disinfectant. The only thing that meat flap is good for is a hand warmer.”
Ker Dukey, Empathy
“She's breaking inside, the fragile pieces coming away with the water as it pours down on her. Her sorrow is so tangible, it's as if her pain summoned the storm”
Ker Dukey, Empathy
“You snared me in your captivating hold, you re-wakened me and you’ve slowly been absorbing my soul every night since.”
Ker Dukey, Empathy
“Rage wasn’t an emotion in that moment, it was an entity grown from the darkest depths of my being, vibrating through my skin to be released.”
Ker Dukey, Empathy
“Some people are born predestined to become evil, to mark the world with their darkness. Some paint the world in techno color, I paint it in red; blood red.”
Ker Dukey, Empathy
“When your story is written on a piece of paper and that paper gets crumpled up and thrown into a shredder, you can piece the tatters back together although the damage remains. So does your story, you just have to continue to write even if the paper isn’t perfect. Two”
Ker Dukey, Empathy
“Great, a freebie then.” Ryan swipes the money from her hand. “See yourself out.”
Ker Dukey, Empathy
“who they once were and altering them forever. The slouch of the shoulders,”
Ker Dukey, Empathy
“You may be a sascrotch, Cherry. I have mine waxed!”
Ker Dukey, Empathy