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1 " I’m a broken boy wearing the body of a broken man. My scars are souvenirs I can’t ever leave behind. But I need you within my reach. I need to lay where you lay.” Lips against Low’s, he whispered, “I belong to you. "
― Avril Ashton , Kiss Your Scars (Loose Ends #3)
2 " Nobody did it for him. He’d had to find his way himself, which was probably why he was still so fucking damaged. He couldn’t let it happen to anyone else. Something the people who’d recruited him had counted on. "
3 " But Low. Low helped. The fucking irony. "
4 " He’s the only reason you’re alive. You should thank Syren Rua for that.” Renzo’s pulse sped up at the mention of Syren’s name. Why suddenly was he everywhere Renzo looked? “Who? I’m not familiar with that name.” He sipped the rapidly cooling coffee to wet his dry throat. Stavros’ eyes mocked him. “Yeah, but he’s familiar with yours. So familiar in fact, he turned you into a bargaining chip. "
5 " I’m here because you’re my brother and I will do anything for you. "
6 " We’re about to burn each other to the ground, and I will speak your fucking name when I’m covered in the ashes of us. "
7 " My love for you has always ever been present. Never past. Always now,” Syren said hoarsely. “No matter where I was, or where you went. No matter the year. Always in the now. "
8 " Happiness is for those courageous enough to not give a fuck. "