“Drazen’s lips were more than lips; they were the physical memory of myself before I shut out sex to pursue music.” — C.D. Reiss Copy Share Image
“which she played like the crazy prodigy she was, then she blanked out again. Her depression was ameliorated by music and brought on by just about anything, even if she was taking her meds. She’d attempted suicide two years before… — C.D. Reiss Copy Share Image
“You may not love her any more, but you respect her. Which is more than I can say for how you feel about me.” — C.D. Reiss Copy Share Image
“Was there anyone before you? You might have thought so at the the time. I feel like no one's ever loved me before. I'm… — C.D. Reiss Copy Share Image
“...Tomorrow I'm going to destroy you. I'm going to mark your body and ruin your mind. By noon, you won't know whether to laugh… — C.D. Reiss Copy Share Image
“I want to fuck you right here, teacup.” “The engraved invitation’s in the mail.” I raised my leg over his waist and he tucked… — C.D. Reiss Copy Share Image
“I was many things. I was submissive. I was masochistic. I was trusting. I was a sexual slave. But obedient? Not as much.” — C.D. Reiss Copy Share Image
“And right now, the only thing I want to face is a certain hot alpha racecar driver on my Kindle.” — C.D. Reiss Copy Share Image
