“Every birthday, every winter, had been completely chaotic since he'd joined the Agency. It seemed like ever since he'd met Sin, Boyd couldn't last through the month of November without at least something going to complete hell.” — Ais Copy Share Image
“So, I'm just going to tell you how it is for me,' Boyd continued frankly. His gaze was intense and sincere as he didn't look away from Sin's eyes. 'I love you more than I've ever loved anyone. I think about you all the time. It's been hell trying to keep myself away - every time you're close I just… — Ais Copy Share
“I need a book," Boyd said as he approached. The man stared at him, probably waiting for Boyd to say more. When Boyd didn't immediately embellish the man said slowly, drawing the word out, "'Kay. Want me to randomly choose one or you got something in mind?” — Ais Copy Share
“Boyd let out a short, amused sound. "It helps. Now I know I'm an equal opportunity gay lover," he said lightly. "The sky's the limit from now on." Kassian shook his head with a grin. "If only that were actually the case. For us, the Agency's ceiling is the limit.” — Ais Copy Share
“Well I have to jam but let me know if you want to talk or if, like, you want any additional info on Hsin. I may not be close to him as a person but I’m kind of a Vega lexicon. I’ve studied him like a creeper for a while. It’s a little gross. This obsession should really stop sometime… — Ais Copy Share
“That was fucking awesome," Boyd enthused with a huge grin. "It's pretty amazing," Kassian agreed, taking off his own helmet. "I had a feeling you'd appreciate it considering your taste in cars and men. Fast, powerful and dangerous and all that stuff, right?” — Ais Copy Share
“Right then, he thanked his mother for the coldness she'd taught him; for the clarity it could bring, for the protection it represented. Because if he didn't do this he knew he'd fall apart; he knew he wouldn't be able to contain the anger and hurt.” — Ais Copy Share
“Me and Zachary used to share women. I'm surprised he didn't tell you 'bout that." Morgan's eyes snapped over to Carhart and her hands froze on the sweater that she'd grabbed from the sofa. Carhart just rolled his eyes. "He's lying." Emilio laughed and didn't deny it. "Oh, right. That was Douglas." "What?" Morgan looked even more scandalized now. "Instructor… — Ais Copy Share
“Intelligence doesn't always equate to common sense. Or, for that matter, the ability to fully choose one's path in life.” — Ais Copy Share
“He'd been too late for Sin. He'd been too weak for Lou. He'd been too young for his dad. They'd all lived and loved and fallen, one by one, leaving deeper imprints on his soul each time. He couldn't change their deaths nor could he change that Sin was now in the same category as Lou and his father. People… — Ais Copy Share
“He strolled past Sin and brought his duffel bag with him into the bathroom. A few minutes passed before he reemerged in a dark green t-shirt with a picture of a pinwheel on it and white letters beneath that said simply, 'Blow me.' A pair of worn denim shorts hung low on his hips. Wide black leather bands hid his… — Ais Copy Share
