“With my guitar, I could write my own stories, my own poems, and my own destiny. No one could take away the feelings, the emotions or the truth of my notes. They could hide secrets and provoke images of words… — Christine Zolendz Copy Share Image
“Those green irises were like gentle pools of brilliant meadows of sage and green-envy coneflowers swaying in a warm breeze. HOLY fuck. What the hell sort of poetry was that dribbling out of my twisted brain?” — Christine Zolendz Copy Share Image
“You got me, Sam. You own my soul, baby. You got me…and you healed me.” — Christine Zolendz Copy Share Image
“Coitus Interruptus!” I screamed. “Stop and put your hands where I can see them.” — Christine Zolendz Copy Share Image
“With my guitar, I could write my own stories, my own poems, and my own destiny. No one could take away the feelings, the… — Christine Zolendz Copy Share Image
“Put a damn shirt on and cover up your eighteen pack or whatever you got going on under that skin, you are making me drool.” “Lea, stop saying crap like that to me and stop gawking, awkward.” Lea smiled down at me, “You, sir are a bit easy on the eye, so therefore I shall stare at you. If you… — Christine Zolendz Copy Share
“It’s a condom, Kade, because if you’re going to act like a dick, you might as well dress like one,” — Christine Zolendz Copy Share Image
“Yeah, I was going to follow her. Staying away from her was not an option. I would have to staple myself to the damn… — Christine Zolendz Copy Share Image
“Most guys don’t know this, but a woman’s G-spot is in her eyes and ears. If you look in her pants, you’re never going… — Christine Zolendz Copy Share Image
“Hey, love? Guess what today is? “Smack Kade in the fucking face day?” … “Oh, you’re bloody brilliant, love. No that only happens on… — Christine Zolendz Copy Share Image
“I had to be honest though, Shane was insanely attractive, but looks fade and they are just a covering. Even if the outside of… — Christine Zolendz Copy Share Image
“Why settle for something like that, when you've tasted heaven and you'll always know what you're missing?” — Christine Zolendz Copy Share Image
“I promise you, I will pick up every little broken piece of you, every fucking piece, Grace, and for the rest of my fucking… — Christine Zolendz Copy Share Image
“There are only two four letter words that are offense to men. The words don’t and stop . Well, unless they are used together.” — Christine Zolendz Copy Share Image
