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1 " You’re Hell’s little whore, aren’t you? "
― Harley Laroux , Her Soul to Take (Souls Trilogy, #1)
2 " I want you. Irrevocably. "
3 " I’ll rip Heaven and Hell and this goddamn Earth apart before I let them steal you from me. "
4 " In French, there’s a phrase for the random urge to jump from high places, the irrational desire to swerve into traffic despite imminent destruction: l'appel du vide, the call of the void. "
5 " I’d gladly admit I was generally a dick, but Rae made me want to be...nice...to her. Only to her. Everyone else could get fucked. "
6 " you live in the dark long enough, you’ll forget what the light feels like. "
7 " Do something?” He shot me a narrow-eyed glare, and said mockingly, “Oh Leon, do something! Save me, please, oh please! What happened to Be gone, demon? What happened to trying to bash my head in with a crucifix? "
8 " In French, there’s a phrase for the random urge to jump from high places, the irrational desire to swerve into traffic despite imminent destruction: l'appel du vide, the call of the void. Those sudden feral impulses tend to be shoved away immediately, but humans still experience them. What if you jumped? What if you touched the fire? What if? What if? When I looked at him, staring at me, the void called. "
9 " I'd steal her from the hands of God itself if I had to. "
10 " Love. What an awful, beautiful, terrifying word. "
11 " There was something thrilling and cathartic in imagining being helpless. Helpless but pleasured. Helpless but desired. "
12 " Why would she risk her life to come back for me, or offer her soul when I’d already given all I could to protect her, when I had nothing more to give in return? Love. Because she...loved me. "
13 " I wanted him to consume me, to take and use all of me, and to consume him in return. "
14 " Maybe this would be the day I died. Maybe this really was my fate. But in the end, the choice had still been mine. I’d found the deepest depths of this darkness and looked upon true horror. I’d fought every step of the way. If I was going to die, then I would die still fighting. "
15 " I figured it was better to just pretend he’d never existed — as if my pussy would ever let me forget him, the traitorous ho. "
16 " The ache of looking at her was almost too much, the sweetest pain in my chest as I brushed her hair back from her face before turning to leave her. Love. What an odd thing. "
17 " In French, there’s a phrase for the random urge to jump from high places, the irrational desire to swerve into traffic despite imminent destruction: l'appel du vide, the call of the void. Those sudden feral impulses tend to be shoved away immediately, but humans still experience them. What if you jumped? What if you touched the fire? What if? What if? When I looked at him, staring at me, the void called. What if? "
18 " If you live in the dark long enough, you’ll forget what the light feels like. "
19 " we come and go as we please. Resources aren’t limited. Money and economies are nonexistent. Precious metals are as common there as dirt. We do whatever pleases us.” “Sounds more like Heaven than Hell.” “Heaven is overrated. Too many rules.” She looked down when she laughed that time. Something about the shy aversion of her eyes and the sound of her laugh was making me...feel...something. But my brain kept confusing whatever overwhelming feeling this was with a desire to squish her, as if I could find an outlet for this annoying emotion by just taking her face in my hands and squeezing. I managed to resist. “What did you do there?” Her question snapped me out of my fantasies of affectionately crushing her. "
