“love to read. When I was a teenager I would blow through about eight romance novels a week. I couldn’t wait for the day when the things happening in those pages would happen to me. I was still waiting.” — Cora Brent Copy Share Image
“She took off after a sweet exchange of head. I think she stole my fucking wallet.” — Cora Brent Copy Share Image
“Twenty-four years old and I was still looking for answers anywhere but inside myself.” — Cora Brent Copy Share Image
“I wondered what it was like, to gradually lose little pieces of your mind. Maybe it wasn’t so bad if you didn’t know it… — Cora Brent Copy Share Image
“We’ve all just got this one fucking ride on the carousel and if some son of a bitch tries to kick us off before… — Cora Brent Copy Share Image
“Declan had a dozen different moods to fit his desires. Sometimes he would be relentless; rough and damn near domineering as he pushed the… — Cora Brent Copy Share Image
“At that point I didn’t even care who he was. I just wanted to be lost for a little while in a whirlwind of… — Cora Brent Copy Share Image
“I wanted to hold her more than I wanted my heart to keep beating. She leaned her head against my shoulder and I impulsively… — Cora Brent Copy Share Image
“love to read. When I was a teenager I would blow through about eight romance novels a week. I couldn’t wait for the day… — Cora Brent Copy Share Image
“men who have the most fearsome appearances might be the ones with the gentlest hearts.” — Cora Brent Copy Share Image
