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1 " That was the problem with love, though, wasn't it. It couldn't be helped, couldn't be controlled. It just roared in and took whatever it wanted, destroyed whatever it wanted; the most dangerous addiction of all, because nobody survived it intact. But an addiction that was impossible to let go. "
― Stacia Kane , Chasing Magic (Downside Ghosts, #5)
2 " Any fuckin place I gots the thinking of where some shit maybe got stuffed into, I ain't for fuck wanting get my fuckin look-see in. "
3 " I ain't...Don't know how to say it up right. Never--Fuck, Chess. Thought you was dead once before, you recall? Never felt so bad in my life, not ever. Then on the other day, thought you was gone and just....I can't do it, bein without you. "
4 " Shit. You so fuckin pretty, Chessie. True thing. So … ain’t even can breathe sometimes. "
5 " Love you, Chessie,” he murmured. “Ain’t never … Fuckin love you, more’n anything. "
6 " How I can do that one, aye? Leave my Chessiebomb there without me. "
7 " Mine, Chessie." [...] "Aye? Fuckin--mine. Not his. "
8 " Bump looked from one of them to the other. “What we fuckin got here, you playin a fuckin show-an-tell? I ought should go get me something for holding up, an join the fuck in? "
9 " She wasn’t going to lie and she wasn’t going to try to hide Terrible or who he was. She loved him and he was hers, and that made her so proud her chest hurt, and if anybody didn’t like it they could go fuck themselves. "
10 " Ain’t ever been the type for lazin, aye?” His hands slid down over her hips. “Why we ain’t leave now, I show you— "
11 " She’d really made the fuckup that kept on fucking up, hadn’t she? "
12 " Ain’t got no shit to fuckin worry on, dig. Ladybird good enough to handle any all comes she fuckin way. "
13 " Well, lookee there. Be a fuck of a night, yay? "
14 " Her voice broke. That made sense, didn’t it, because everything was broken, she was broken, he’d crushed her beneath his heel so all the empty places showed, and she knew he saw them. And she needed him to fill them again. Needed him to fill them because he was the only one who could, the only one who ever had. "
15 " She’d get them all out of this, all of them who’d bought a little speed and suddenly found themselves under someone else’s control. This was magic, and she could do magic; if there was one thing she could fucking do that was it. She wasn’t just a junkie, she was a motherfucking Churchwitch "
16 " What was she supposed to do, reach in and start pulling stuff out? Shit, what was she doing, why was she doing this? How the hell had she ended up there, in a freezer, about to shove her hand into a corpse like it was a cereal box and she was looking for a prize? "