“I’m not certain what I notice first, the bright flickering light that illuminates the darkness underneath my eyelids, or the shrill screams that pull me form the dredges of sleep. Either way, I’m awake. And afraid.” — Christine Fonseca Copy Share Image
“I’m only going to say this once,” I say to tattoo guy. “Leave me alone.” “Or what?” he asks. Thought you’d never ask.” — Christine Fonseca Copy Share
“A hand in mine.. hot. Breath on my neck... sweet. The feel of lips on my own... forbidden.” — Christine Fonseca Copy Share
“She opens her eyes as the fury continues, pinning me with her glare. Her gaze reached into my soul as I spin the music… — Christine Fonseca Copy Share
“What is love, Mikayel? Isn't it the most irrational of all human emotions? And the one most forbidden?” — Christine Fonseca Copy Share
“But my feelings won’t abate. Feelings I’m not supposed to have. Feelings I can’t relinquish.” — Christine Fonseca Copy Share
“Dreams are funny things"..."Things seem so real when they are happening, only to fade instantly when the brain realizes they are mere images, shadows… — Christine Fonseca Copy Share
“She’s here, in front of me. Just my luck. I obsessed about her all night, working out a plan to find her and take… — Christine Fonseca Copy Share
“She smiles and snuggles into me as we wait for our table. I inhale her scent. Vanilla and something else. Something different. Smokey almost.… — Christine Fonseca Copy Share
“I want to know what it is to love, to hate, to lust, to kill. I want it all. And I shouldn't” — Christine Fonseca Copy Share
“I press my lips hard against hers, tasting her desire, her pain, her love, her confusion. At once I’m in two lives, two worlds,… — Christine Fonseca Copy Share
“Cass pulls from my embrace, her mind reaching into my heart. Pain, anger, confusion pass through her eyes. My pain. My anger. My confusion.… — Christine Fonseca Copy Share
“I’m not certain what I notice first, the bright flickering light that illuminates the darkness underneath my eyelids, or the shrill screams that pull… — Christine Fonseca Copy Share
