“Her bitch of a mother shot me and I'm only worried about her. Go figure.” — J.M. Darhower Mother Copy Share Image
“Dia wrinkled her nose. “Gross. You need a decent girl, one that can straighten you out.” “I don't need to be straightened… — J.M. Darhower Copy Share Image
“If what he says is true, that makes him my savior… my knight in shining armor, even if I refuse to buy… — J.M. Darhower Damsel in distress Copy Share Image
“It's fascinating, watching the surge inside of them manifesting physically, relief sparking in their eyes when they think maybe, just maybe, they'll… — J.M. Darhower Copy Share Image
“He makes me feel like the sun, the world revolving around me, and I'm not ready to invite any others into our… — J.M. Darhower Copy Share Image
“I'll give her anything. I'll tear my fucking chest open with my bare hands, rip out my heart and hand it to… — J.M. Darhower Copy Share Image
“Torturous screams bounced around in his head, whimpers and cries of pain and lust clouding his mind, overbearing and foreboding. Sinning surrounded… — J.M. Darhower Background noise Copy Share Image
“They're titles other people give us. They don't make us who we are. If you're just a slave, then I'm nothing more… — J.M. Darhower Copy Share Image
“He’s so much like you it’s almost disturbing,” Corrado said, glancing at Vincent as Carmine kicked Dean hard in the ribs.” — J.M. Darhower Copy Share Image
“I wasn’t accusing you of cheating. I just wanted to know how long it took you to move on.” “Oh, well, that’s… — J.M. Darhower Oh well Copy Share Image
“Is it little? Does he have a needle-nose plier dick? Oh god, this is gold… please tell me Andrew’s packing a pinky… — J.M. Darhower Oh god Copy Share Image
“Haven, baby, I need you to wake up. You have to make it. I can't do this if you don't.” — J.M. Darhower Copy Share Image
“Sometimes you just do what you gotta do to get through them.” — J.M. Darhower Just do it Copy Share Image
“Tell me you don't feel it then, the fluttering in your chest; the hair on the nape of your neck rising as… — J.M. Darhower Copy Share Image
“The whole watching me from afar thing is kind of creepy, you know. I get that you don't trust me, but stalking… — J.M. Darhower Copy Share Image
“Sorry, hippie, I didn’t get you anything." Hannah shook her head. "I don’t know why you insist on calling me that." "Sorry,… — J.M. Darhower Copy Share Image
“Yes, you see, there’s no such thing as coincidence. There are no accidents in life. Everything that happens is the result of… — J.M. Darhower Coincidence Copy Share Image
“The check is over twelve hundred dollars. No fucking way. I gape at him as he pulls out a wad of cash,… — J.M. Darhower Three years Copy Share Image
“It’s been six years, Jonathan. Six years.” “I know, but I just…” “You just what? Assume I still love you?” “Do you?” — J.M. Darhower Copy Share Image
“I learned how to do that from him, how to use a knife gracefully like it's an extension of my limb. I… — J.M. Darhower Copy Share Image
“He's a monster, wrapped up in a pretty package. But I find myself wondering at times like this, when I feel the… — J.M. Darhower Time Copy Share Image
