“Her world fragmented into dozens of sharp, cutting shards, shedding the salty blood and saltier tears that ringed the bitter cocktail of her despair. She was caterpillar and butterfly, both, caught in a cocoon of raw nerves and open sores;… — Nenia Campbell Copy Share Image
“Once upon a time, there was a naïve and innocent girl who thought she could tame the beast and live happily ever after. But the beast did not want to be tamed, for he was a beast and beasts care not for such things, and the girl died along with her dreams. From childhood's grave sprang a young woman, jaded… — Nenia Campbell Copy Share
“When we mated I felt your heart stop beating and it was as if the world had stopped turning. It was only while surrounded… — Nenia Campbell Copy Share Image
“You mean you don't want to come in and hold my hand while I piss?” — Nenia Campbell Copy Share Image
“He was everything your mother warned you about when she told you not to walk alone in the dark.” — Nenia Campbell Copy Share Image
“They said the shape-shifters fucked with the enthusiasm of animals—if they didn't devour you with the enthusiasm of one first.” — Nenia Campbell Copy Share Image
“No. I made that choice. I let all that anger and pain get twisted up in my thoughts for you.” He leaned in. “It… — Nenia Campbell Copy Share Image
“We both want you dead. I'm bringing the friendship bracelets to the next meeting.” — Nenia Campbell Copy Share Image
“She has built her whole life on the foundation of beauty: each chiseled plane, each sloping dimple, each soft curve as crucial as keystones… — Nenia Campbell Copy Share Image
“Does your family play games, too?" She tries to sound off-hand. "No. Just me - and my brother." Which means her parents are in… — Nenia Campbell Copy Share Image
“I feel I could kill. I feel that I might like it. And I know that this should scare me. But it doesn't. It… — Nenia Campbell Copy Share Image
“If people are meant to live, they'll live. If not, more room for the rest of us.” — Nenia Campbell Copy Share Image
“You were a well-respected agent, Michael, a rags-to-riches fairytale ending. Until you became disgraced. Now it appears your own organization wishes to be rid… — Nenia Campbell Copy Share Image
