“I think of her smile, her raven hair, her violet eyes. Her smooth, creamy skin. Her slender limbs wrapped around my body. Her tattoo. Her laughter. Her courage. Her words. We’re soul mates, Thomas. You’re like my favorite song. You… — Saffron A. Kent Copy Share Image
“I was meant to live in the shadows and secrets. I can be Thomas’ secret, for a little while, at least—until I absorb all… — Saffron A. Kent Copy Share Image
“He doesn’t even look like he belongs to this world. He is too beautiful, too haunted to be human.” — Saffron A. Kent Copy Share Image
“Bravery is like falling in love. You don’t know if the person will reciprocate, but still you” — Saffron A. Kent Copy Share Image
“Bravery is like falling in love. You don’t know if the person will reciprocate, but still you fall. Bravery” — Saffron A. Kent Copy Share Image
“It could almost be a story I’ll tell myself when I’m dying. The Harlot fell in love with the Fire-breather. It was beautiful and… — Saffron A. Kent Copy Share Image
“Agony. Fire. Passion. Loneliness. Destroyed. Crumble. Burn. Sleepless. The letters are straight and clear, severe, like Thomas, but there is an extra swirl in… — Saffron A. Kent Copy Share Image
“Because I’m selfish, Layla. I’ll ruin you, set you on fire, and won’t even look back. I’ll take and take until you’re empty and… — Saffron A. Kent Copy Share Image
“His Adam’s apple jumps up and down. “No, that’s…that’s not right. You’re not beautiful. I think you’re the most exquisite thing I’ve ever seen.”… — Saffron A. Kent Copy Share Image
“That sound is going to kill me.” “What sound?” “Your stupid chair.” And there it is, his laughter. It makes every corner of my… — Saffron A. Kent Copy Share Image
“You know, Layla, falling in love isn’t bad or wrong or even hard. It’s actually really simple, even if there’s no reciprocation. It’s the… — Saffron A. Kent Copy Share Image
“Loving myself means fighting for myself, fighting for my sanity, and I will fucking fight.” — Saffron A. Kent Copy Share Image
“In this moment, we’re more than soul mates. We inhabit each other’s bodies. We are one. One skin. One heart. One need.” — Saffron A. Kent Copy Share Image
“I think of her smile, her raven hair, her violet eyes. Her smooth, creamy skin. Her slender limbs wrapped around my body. Her tattoo.… — Saffron A. Kent Copy Share Image
“Because unrequited love is like a dead, useless organ. It’s functionless. It’s sicker than a disease. You can cure a disease, but you can’t… — Saffron A. Kent Copy Share Image
