Moonstruck Quotes

“I’m a psychopath,” Atticus blurted. The stranger leaned forward, his whisper conspiratorial. “I’m a Scorpio. I still like banging dudes.”
― Onley James, Moonstruck

“Fucking Blue could have picked up these clues.”
― Onley James, Moonstruck

“We live very dangerous lives. If we don’t jump on the things we want when we want them, we might never get to.”
― Onley James, Moonstruck

“Atticus heard himself swallow. “I’m not…prickly.” Jericho snickered. “Freckles, a cactus is tame in comparison.”
― Onley James, Moonstruck

“He’d been in a dating slump since his brothers had decided to start mating for life like psychotic penguins.”
― Onley James, Moonstruck

“I’m not gay,” Atticus managed, sounding unsure even to himself.

The stranger grinned, and Atticus’s stomach did somersaults. “Yeah, but you’re not straight either, are you?”

“I’m a psychopath,” Atticus blurted.

The stranger leaned forward, his whisper conspiratorial. “I’m a Scorpio. I still like banging dudes.”
― Onley James, Moonstruck

“They don’t call it getting pickled for nothing.” He looked to his father. “The key is to never get sober. You have to make your organs afraid. Make them work with the booze, not against it.”
― Onley James, Moonstruck

“Jesus, please, don’t say all Asians look the same,” Atticus begged. “Die with some fucking dignity.”
― Onley James, Moonstruck

“He needed to know that Atticus was as territorial as he was, as fucked up over him as he was over Atticus. That he’d kill for him. Die for him. That this obsessive compulsion was a two-way street. That there was some kind of unspoken agreement that the only way out of this relationship – no matter how fucked up – was if one of them stopped breathing.”
― Onley James, Moonstruck

“Levi elbowed him. “We don’t call them that anymore. Show some respect.” Arsen shrugged. “Sorry. What do you call a man roaming the woods looking for sex?”
― Onley James, Moonstruck

“O-kay,” Noah said, dragging everyone’s attention away from Avi and Felix. “That was both uncomfortable and highly disturbing, so kudos for that, but how about we get rid of the soon-to-be rotting corpse and figure out what we’re going to do about Dr. McCreepypants and his little shop of hospital horrors? Sound good? Great.”
― Onley James, Moonstruck

“I can do this fast or I can do this pretty. Which do you prefer?” Arsen blinked sweat from his eyes. “Fast. I’m already pretty.”
― Onley James, Moonstruck

“I think Sarah’s being a bit of a drama queen. Like, Jareth is laying out a pretty solid offer. I mean, she’s the one who sacrificed her own brother during a temper tantrum. How’s he the bad guy?”
― Onley James, Moonstruck

“You like mom cars and bow-ties and submitting in bed. I’m here for it.”
― Onley James, Moonstruck

“He was the adult. They were all adults, really, but still. He was the adultiest of the adults at thirty.”
― Onley James, Moonstruck

“Wait, you said one. Does that mean there’s a two? And does this two have anything to do with why your brother and Noah are crashing our anniversary?” Atticus rolled his eyes. “They’re not, I promise. I just needed them to…babysit your present.” “Babysit my present?” Jericho repeated slowly. Atticus grinned. “You’ll see.” Jericho studied Atticus’s face. “Did you, like, adopt a baby without telling me? I think we’ve already got a full house at home.” “Yes, I adopted an infant and asked my brother and his fiancé to drive it out to the middle of the woods so I could present it to you in our murder cabin as a surprise.” When Jericho continued to stare, Atticus laughed.”
― Onley James, Moonstruck

“What’s with all the cloak and dagger shit?” Lucas asked, staring at Adam. Noah looked to Adam, confirming it was his baby brother who had arranged this meeting. “Yeah, why are we here, babe?” “Anybody else talk to Dad today?” Adam asked. They each exchanged glances. Atticus took the seat opposite August, settling in for what he was sure would be a tedious meeting. “This is about Dad? Is he…missing?” Adam shook his head. “No. He’s…distraught.” “Distraught?” Atticus echoed blankly. Adam nodded earnestly. “Yeah, genuinely distraught.” Noah frowned. “What do you mean? How do you know this? You aren’t the best at context clues, babe.” Adam scoffed. “Dad was day-drinking. Fucking Blue could have picked up these clues.” “Who?” Archer asked.”
― Onley James, Moonstruck

“It’s just…there’s this person…this guy…” He trailed off, not knowing how to explain what was happening to him. There was the sound of a chair squeaking. “Is this about him? Your cabin fever Brokeback Mountain hookup?”
― Onley James, Moonstruck

“The stranger shrugged, closing the distance between them. “I mean, how often do you meet somebody who you don’t have to lie to about what you do?” “I’m not gay,” Atticus managed, sounding unsure even to himself. The stranger grinned, and Atticus’s stomach did somersaults. “Yeah, but you’re not straight either, are you?” “I’m a psychopath,” Atticus blurted. The stranger leaned forward, his whisper conspiratorial. “I’m a Scorpio. I still like banging dudes.” “I—” Atticus stopped then. “I don’t know what to do with that information.” The man’s brow hooked upwards suggestively. “I can think of a few things?”
― Onley James, Moonstruck

“This is such bullshit,” Trevor grumbled. “Shut the fuck up, Trevor,” the man snapped. “Hey, fuck you, Jet Li,” Trevor fired back, seemingly realizing the error of his ways when the stranger flicked his gaze towards him. “Jet Li is Chinese, you racist fuck. Do I look Chinese to you, man?” Atticus fought the urge to smile at the loaded question. “How the fuck should I know?” Trevor wailed. “You all⁠—” “Jesus, please, don’t say all Asians look the same,” Atticus begged. “Die with some fucking dignity.”
― Onley James, Moonstruck

“You won’t miss,”
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“Mutually assured destruction guaranteed loyalty. At least in the Mulvaney household.”
― Onley James, Moonstruck

“I watched you cut a guy’s fingers off during a racist game of Jeopardy. I guess I thought there was a cone of silence thing happening here.”
― Onley James, Moonstruck

“He needed to know that Atticus was as territorial as he was, as fucked up over him as he was over Atticus. That he’d kill for him. Die for him. That this obsessive compulsion was a two-way street. That there was some kind of unspoken agreement that the only way out of this relationship—no matter how fucked up—was if one of them stopped breathing.”
― Onley James, Moonstruck

“Trevor screamed like a topless girl in a seventies horror movie as another finger fell to his stupidity.”
― Onley James, Moonstruck

“But mostly, I believe it because I’m pretty sure you’re in love with me.” Jericho swore he could see Atticus’s pulse fluttering in his throat. He flicked his tongue out to lick over his lower lip. “Pretty sure?” Jericho shrugged. “It could just be wishful thinking.” “You want me to be in love with you?” Atticus asked, suspicious. Jericho should have known Atticus would never put himself out there like that. “I mean, I’d hate to think I’m in this alone.” Atticus’s breath left him in a whoosh, like it had been punched from his lungs. “You…love me?” Jericho shook his head. “Was there ever a doubt?”
― Onley James, Moonstruck

“Don’t think of it as dying, think of it as being scrapped for parts.”
― Onley James, Moonstruck

“As Jericho turned over the engine, Atticus asked, “Why do you think my dad—Thomas—got it wrong? Why do you think I’m not a psychopath?”

“A lot of reasons. Because you felt for me after Lucas…did what he had to do. Because you worry so much about what others think about you. Because you embarrass easily, get flustered easily, you love being touched, being praised.” Those were all true, but it wasn’t the real reason he thought Thomas had gotten it wrong. “But mostly, I believe it because I’m pretty sure you’re in love with me.”

Jericho swore he could see Atticus’s pulse fluttering in his throat. He flicked his tongue out to lick over his lower lip. “Pretty sure?”

Jericho shrugged. “It could just be wishful thinking.”

“You want me to be in love with you?” Atticus asked, suspicious.

Jericho should have known Atticus would never put himself out there like that. “I mean, I’d hate to think I’m in this alone.”

Atticus’s breath left him in a whoosh, like it had been punched from his lungs. “You…love me?”

Jericho shook his head. “Was there ever a doubt?”
― Onley James, Moonstruck

“Jericho kissed him again. “Good. ‘Cause I have no problems killing to protect what’s mine. I’m sure you know that by now.”

Atticus slipped his thigh between Jericho’s, snuggling closer to tuck his head against his chest. “I know. I don’t like killing, but I’d kill for you, too.”

Jericho’s stomach fluttered. “I know, Freckles. I know.”
― Onley James, Moonstruck

“Technically, he was still in the closet, swearing that this was just a phase, that he wasn’t gay. Jericho had been gay for a long time, and what they were doing felt pretty fucking gay.”
― Onley James, Moonstruck