“My soul was dying. It wasn’t an exaggeration. It bled the last of my hopes and dreams onto the sticky floor, smeared in cigarette ash and pussy juice. My mobile chimed with a text message, forcing me to peel my… — 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 my eyes, praying their happiness would seep into me. Sure, I was excited about chasing my dream. This was the original goal before he barged into my life. But now, even with this opportunity, these friends,… — L.J. Shen Copy Share
“All you have to do is not fuck it up. Is it really that hard?” Was he kidding? Of course it was that hard. Did he think the entire zip code of Hollywood wanted to be addicted to painkillers, alcohol, cocaine, and plastic surgery? Did he reckon I was just so bored with my perfect, wholesome life? Finding happiness as… — L.J. Shen Copy Share
“That was me. I was The Fixer. Everything was fixed. Well, other than what was important. I walked down the hallway of the hospital like I was on death row. I wasn’t scared, I was petrified. For the first time in my life, I was going to do the right thing, and I wished it felt better, because the truth… — L.J. Shen Copy Share
“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 already knew. My heart dove so low, I could feel my pulse thump in my toes. If winter were a feeling, this would be it. Everything froze, and I felt ridiculously unprepared. Shivers ran down my… — L.J. Shen Copy Share
