Stacia Kane

“A where's honest”

— Stacia Kane

“it seems too easy." "some of the best things are," he said.”

— Stacia Kane

“Give you whatany you want, Chessiebomb. Anything.”

— Stacia Kane

“Mine, Chessie." [...] "Aye? Fuckin--mine. Not his.”

— Stacia Kane

“How I can do that one, aye? Leave my Chessiebomb there without me.”

— Stacia Kane

“Well, lookee there. Be a fuck of a night, yay?”

— Stacia Kane

“I sink you, that I will not be sunk by you.”

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“He's my family," she said finally. Quietly. "He's everything.”

— Stacia Kane

“Always want you, Chessiebomb. Always.”

— Stacia Kane

“It's like touching you in your unmentionables,” Maleficarum said. “We never could, m'lady, not ever. Mr. Dante wouldn't like it.”

— Stacia Kane

“But she'd forgotten. She'd forgotten because she'd been so busy thinking of her own fucking feelings. As if she fucking mattered.”

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“Ain’t ever been the type for lazin, aye?” His hands slid down over her hips. “Why we ain’t leave now, I show…

— Stacia Kane

“Yay, her is. Only you ain’t fuckin seein it, causen you wanting in she panties so fuckin bad, yay, gots you all…

— Stacia Kane

“Authors, reviews are not for you. They are not for you. Authors, reviews are not for you.”

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“Any fuckin place I gots the thinking of where some shit maybe got stuffed into, I ain't for fuck wanting get my…

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“He kissed her, slow and tender, like she mattered. Because she did, at least to him. And she thought she might even…

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“Ain’t got no shit to fuckin worry on, dig. Ladybird good enough to handle any all comes she fuckin way.”

— Stacia Kane

“How the hell was it that she’d always been so comfortable with him before, but as soon as she’d realized she was…

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“If they were going to have the kind of discussion that ended with her feeling like the world's dumbest bitch, she'd like…

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“A promise to the Church is far more important than any other promise. Not just because the Church protects you, but because…

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“Giving a fuck what other people thought was a road straight to misery and pain; an obsession of the weak. To believe…

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“How the hell did people do this, this emotion-and-forgiveness thing? How did they stand these feelings? She could barely handle it and…

— Stacia Kane

“What was she supposed to do, reach in and start pulling stuff out? Shit, what was she doing, why was she doing…

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“IF her life had taught her anything, it was that you never really knew what people had going on beneath the surface.…

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“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…

— Stacia Kane

“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…

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“Well, clearly someone you trust isn’t really someone you should be trusting,” she said without thinking, and regretted it when Terrible glanced…

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“He leaned over her, rested his head on her shoulder, and clung to her, his tears soaking into her shirt. What the…

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“She’d fucked him over hardcore. She’d betrayed him and she’d lied to him, and she knew that as far as he was…

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“So she took a deep breath, glad she wasn’t speeding so much anymore, glad she could look him in the eyes and…

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“Readers have the right to say whatever the fuck they want about a book. Period. They have that right. If they hate…

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“We don't like murders here," said a man's voice, low and threatening, from the back of the crowd. Megan glanced at Cassie…

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“She was here, and she was stronger than this, harder than this. They could make her hate herself, make her doubt herself,…

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“You know I do, aye? Love you right, Chessiebomb.”

— Stacia Kane

“She’d really made the fuckup that kept on fucking up, hadn’t she?”

— Stacia Kane

“See I keep thinking you smart, you keep proving me right.”

— Stacia Kane

“Honesty was for those who could afford it, like heating or electricity or a conscience.”

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“Oi, mate,” he said, jabbing his thick index finger square in the center of Richard's chest. “No need to get grabby, is…

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“Love you, Chessie,” he murmured. “Ain’t never … Fuckin love you, more’n anything.”

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“Some days it just didn’t pay to get out of bed; in that sense at least, this day was no different from…

— Stacia Kane