Poisoned Apple Quotes

“Save the sugar for some other girl. This one’s had it up to here with people in general.”
― Katherine McIntyre, Poisoned Apple

“Gripping his hand, she shook. “The name’s Neve, not damsel in distress.”
― Katherine McIntyre, Poisoned Apple

“She’s a poker player’s wet dream. Sorry, sweetheart, you can’t bluff for anything.”
― Katherine McIntyre, Poisoned Apple

“She glanced outside at the sky, filled with clouds and smog. All the pollution, all that hell—even the stars didn’t stand a chance.”
― Katherine McIntyre, Poisoned Apple

“Daughters aren’t trash you can toss away, Dad. I had to deal with the mess you left.”
― Katherine McIntyre, Poisoned Apple

“You took so long I got bored.” She widened her smile, teeth showing. “Next time freshen up quicker, princess.”
― Katherine McIntyre, Poisoned Apple

“As she’d walked along this street, a million stars stretched across an indigo canvas, holding all the freedom she’d yearned for every night.”
― Katherine McIntyre, Poisoned Apple

“The Cottage Diner’s homey lights glowed onto black asphalt which just sucked up the beams to spit out more shadows.”
― Katherine McIntyre, Poisoned Apple

“Don’t worry. I don’t plan on making homelessness my career.”
― Katherine McIntyre, Poisoned Apple

“Blonde hair drawn into a no-nonsense bun, her new manicure the deep red of fresh blood, she’d even donned a blouse and slacks for the occasion, something Neve had forgotten Veronica owned.”
― Katherine McIntyre, Poisoned Apple

“The peach siding created a gorgeous contrast to the stucco walls and the dark-brown roof tiles—a fairytale house in a fairytale suburban neighborhood. She rolled her eyes. Too bad life had been anything but.”
― Katherine McIntyre, Poisoned Apple

“As the sky faded to night, her anger dissipated—but not in a healing way, just dulled, like forged iron sizzling in a cold pail of water.”
― Katherine McIntyre, Poisoned Apple

“Harsh, bitter laughs exploded from her like shrapnel, and she didn’t care who was cut in the process.”
― Katherine McIntyre, Poisoned Apple

“Aggression like this demanded slinging the first punch in a bar brawl, firing rounds at a range, or setting a car on fire.”
― Katherine McIntyre, Poisoned Apple

“Time to make herself scarce because, hell, she didn’t want to pass that thunderhead on her way out.”
― Katherine McIntyre, Poisoned Apple

“Shards flew everywhere, slicing her hands, her forearm, and cascading to the floor like snow glistening on a winter morning.”
― Katherine McIntyre, Poisoned Apple

“Hair-braiding salons and mystic shops littered the block, but she didn’t need a psychic to predict her cards read “royally screwed.”
― Katherine McIntyre, Poisoned Apple