“He was such a d-bag. A hallelujah-have-mercy, smokin’ hot d-bag.” — J.L. Weil Hallelujah Copy Share Image
“I wanted to jam that pencil down his throat. He wouldn’t be chuckling then.” — J.L. Weil Copy Share Image
“I pinned her with my weight (thank God for that box of cupcakes I'd eaten earlier).” — J.L. Weil Food Copy Share Image
“Chase and Travis were in for some hardcore payback. Bitch style. - Angel” — J.L. Weil Payback Copy Share Image
“You can run Angel, but I’ll always find you,” he said smirking. - Chase Winters” — J.L. Weil Copy Share Image
“I felt drunk on Chase and high on summertime. Why did that sound just like a country song?” — J.L. Weil Boys Copy Share Image
“Do you have any idea what your sacrifice was?” he asked Chase. “Yeah, my sanity,” he mumbled under his breath. I kicked… — J.L. Weil Sacrifice Copy Share Image
“Now what kind of guy would I be if I backed out now?” A decent one, a smart one, an alive one,… — J.L. Weil Copy Share Image
“Travis, if I don’t come back…avenge me.” Dimples in full view, Travis laughed. “It would be my pleasure.” — J.L. Weil Copy Share Image
“There is a brief moment when you first wake where you have no memories. An idyllic blank slate. A blissful emptiness. But… — J.L. Weil Emptiness Copy Share Image
