“Where’s Vincent?” “Upstairs. Ordering a part. Does Bella know that you damaged my warp speed indicator?” Casey broke into laughter, then cleared his throat and rubbed the back of his head, trying to regain his composure. It was one thing… — Nicole Castle Copy Share Image
“I was going to die. Eleven days after my eighteenth birthday. And even if Frank was able to end his brother's life before he… — Nicole Castle Copy Share Image
“I had quite the history with cocks accidentally falling into my mouth.” — Nicole Castle Copy Share Image
“The blade gleamed in his hand, making my knees go so weak that I had to hold onto the car. Even watching him use… — Nicole Castle Copy Share Image
“She could undoubtedly get the boy to dig his own grave. With enough encouragement and a little cleavage, he wouldn’t even need a shovel.” — Nicole Castle Copy Share Image
“Antoinette had squinty eyes she could barely open under the six pounds of mascara and teal eye shadow she must’ve applied with a paint… — Nicole Castle Copy Share Image
“Here it was, the first of many lies he’d have to come up with. “Bella threw a knife at my head.” He’d do better… — Nicole Castle Copy Share Image
“The empty place inside of me was gone. I was whole. If I hadn't been in love with him before, I was now. Each… — Nicole Castle Copy Share Image
“During the summer he’d wear my oil smeared undershirts to give me inspiration, although it usually had the opposite effect, and then the only… — Nicole Castle Copy Share Image
“It reminded me of seeing a preview for a new soap opera episode; not matter how off-the-wall my theories were, the show's writers always… — Nicole Castle Copy Share Image
“It was true, I had a big mouth, and more than once I'd made things worse for myself by neglecting to shut the fuck… — Nicole Castle Copy Share Image
“Frank was by far the best kisser I'd ever had the pleasure to make out with. Being able to wrap his tongue around so… — Nicole Castle Copy Share Image
“A houseful of killers, some of the most violent men Frank had ever encountered, and it took a woman’s touch to destroy a priceless… — Nicole Castle Copy Share Image
“How could I not be in love with a man who folded something after strangling me with it?” — Nicole Castle Copy Share Image
