“Maximoff.” His deep voice pitches me from a fantasy. I lift my eyes. He smiles. “What?” I combat. Farrow bends a knee. “Are you thinking about the philosophical meaning of the world or are you thinking about fucking me in… — Krista Ritchie Copy Share Image
“I had no one before Rose. No true friends. No family, not really. Now I have her. I have people I care about. People… — Krista Ritchie Copy Share Image
“Can we only be invited inside if you understand our costumes?” Connor asks. He cranes his neck to look past the host’s shoulder. “Because… — Krista Ritchie Copy Share Image
“I love you, Dais, because you’re the wildest fucking girl with the biggest fucking heart. And without you in my life”—he shakes his head… — Krista Ritchie Copy Share Image
“You’re not a pit stop. You’re my finish line. There’s no one after you... “I want you for eternity, not for a brief moment… — Krista Ritchie Copy Share Image
“A man in a green truck lays on his horn to my left, as if noise will magically part the congested freeway. I hold… — Krista Ritchie Copy Share Image
“Did you bet on me?' I ask dumbfounded. 'Yeah,' Lo says, unabashed. His eyes fall to mine. 'And I'll always bet on your side.” — Krista Ritchie Copy Share Image
