“I can’t do this anymore if it’s not with you. Fuck me straight to hell." ~Eve to Beckett” — Debra Anastasia Copy Share Image
“His heart overflowed with good intentions but his fists felt best covered in blood.” — Debra Anastasia Copy Share Image
“Hey, monkey pussy, you might want to give those meat curtains a spit shine before you leave the house.” — Debra Anastasia Copy Share Image
“Time was a villain who couldn’t be forgotten, but infamy would last forever.” — Debra Anastasia Copy Share Image
“Livia called out, "Slutenstien! I’m home." "I’m up here, cock dribble,” Kyle replied.” — Debra Anastasia Copy Share Image
“It felt real, seeing his friend like that. It was like a gift. He wasn’t into spiritual bullshit, but damn. "Damn. That… — Debra Anastasia Copy Share Image
“The handshake got a third arm as Blake joined in. It was magic for Beckett when it was like this. The world… — Debra Anastasia Copy Share Image
“Livia came close to kiss the baby’s head and then Blake’s lips. “Thank you.” “For burping him?” Blake leaned forward to kiss… — Debra Anastasia Copy Share Image
“But if all this time between them had taught him anything, it was that they were orbiting the same fate. Together, always… — Debra Anastasia Copy Share Image
“I’m never opposed to sexual favors as payment.” He wrapped her ponytail around his fist, leaning close to her ear. “I’m too… — Debra Anastasia Copy Share Image
“She was losing it. Needing to harden, hating that she was out of control and sloppy, she punched the leather. He needed… — Debra Anastasia Copy Share Image
“Eve hugged him and whispered in his ear, "Careful. I'm fatal." He needed to remember that warning. He whispered back, holding her… — Debra Anastasia Copy Share Image
“Sometimes you can save someone’s whole world just by smiling at them. Kindness is one of those things that has immense value… — Debra Anastasia Copy Share Image
“How she could walk out his door, that she was strong enough to break the connection his body was glued into, even… — Debra Anastasia Copy Share Image
“How she could walk out his door, that she was strong enough to break the connection his body was glued into, even… — Debra Anastasia Copy Share Image
“He felt a little less paranoid, and Cole was right—they weren’t boys. They were men capable of taking care of their own.… — Debra Anastasia Copy Share Image
“Ready?” he asked. He motioned for her to look to the sky. She’d been on enough long walks with her father to… — Debra Anastasia Copy Share Image
“It’s us that should be thanking you. Not a day goes by that Cole and I don’t remember you’ve given your life… — Debra Anastasia Copy Share Image
