“The doorbell rang. Maybe God had heard me and sent a bodiless cunt. Another thing I’d pay good money for and wasn’t for sale—note to self: Google pocket pussy. Apparently, it is a thing.” — L.J. Shen Copy Share Image
“I put her under my spell, to make sure she was mine. Scribbling onto her the notes only I could play. Now that Tania… — L.J. Shen Copy Share Image
“Group hug!” Daisy announced, and before I knew it, I was buried in my friends’ arms. I inhaled their scents, feminine and hopeful, closing… — L.J. Shen Copy Share Image
“All you have to do is not fuck it up. Is it really that hard?” Was he kidding? Of course it was that hard.… — L.J. Shen Copy Share Image
“That was me. I was The Fixer. Everything was fixed. Well, other than what was important. I walked down the hallway of the hospital… — L.J. Shen Copy Share Image
“Why the fuck did I know what any of these terms meant, you might wonder? Because my soulless arse did Armani and Balmain campaigns… — L.J. Shen Copy Share Image
“Because when you’re a rock star and make a crap ton of money, everyone wants a piece of the pie. A pie you baked.… — L.J. Shen Copy Share Image
“I’d finally found him. The one man scarier than my father. Not that I was looking. Because while Vicious made a lot of noise,… — L.J. Shen Copy Share Image
“Another beat of silence on my end. If you wanted to win a negotiation, rule number one was to talk less. Show minimal interest.… — L.J. Shen Copy Share Image
“You can’t stand here.” I pushed her away with my butt, “Why can’t I…” But there was no need to finish the sentence. I… — L.J. Shen Copy Share Image
