“Oh my God. “It’s a red room, isn’t it?” His brow furrows. “It’s painted white.” I stand and he walks to his bedroom with me hot on his tail. “A Christian Grey red room, Blake!” — Ker Dukey Copy Share Image
“Living with past trauma takes work, strength, and willpower to keep on breathing, trying, wanting, living.” — Ker Dukey Copy Share
“They pretend to themselves that they fix you and then release you back into the world, back amongst your prey. "Humanize people, Ryan." They… — Ker Dukey Copy Share
“He’s absolutely gorgeous. It’s as if crystal-eyed deluxe Barbie boned elite GI Joe special edition and he is the offspring.” — Ker Dukey Copy Share
“Damn that dimple. I just want to lick it, or push my nipple into it. Oh, crap. Focus. “What” — Ker Dukey Copy Share
“There's only so much evil you can live with before you stop living with it and it begins to live inside you.” — Ker Dukey Copy Share
“Rage wasn’t an emotion in that moment, it was an entity grown from the darkest depths of my being, vibrating through my skin to… — Ker Dukey Copy Share
“You could be covered in scars and nothing would ever make me love you any less. Or even think of you any less. Certainly… — Ker Dukey Copy Share
“Coming back here every year has become a tradition for me, just to remind myself of everything I’ve lived through. To see what I… — Ker Dukey Copy Share
“We were made for each other, a pair crafted from the same soul. Hoe does the saying go? A MATCH MADE IN HEAVEN? That's… — Ker Dukey Copy Share
