“It sounds like the men are men and the women are women.” Ava’s” — Lauren Gilley Feminism Copy Share Image
“Break up with him,” he said softly, “or I’ll put his head through a window.” — Lauren Gilley Copy Share Image
“A little fear’s healthy. The day we stop being afraid is probably the day we stop being human.” — Lauren Gilley Copy Share Image
“You can add new parts, baby,” she imagined Maggie saying. “But you can’t lose the parts of you that were already there.” — Lauren Gilley Copy Share Image
“Ben tasted like wine; felt animal beneath her hands; chased away the shadows until her room was only darkness, only them, nothing… — Lauren Gilley Darkness Copy Share Image
“He felt her heartbeat against his shoulder, through his jacket, light as raindrops.” — Lauren Gilley Heartbeat Copy Share Image
“I think when you hate yourself badly enough to slit your wrists, you can’t haul yourself out of the hole. You have… — Lauren Gilley Copy Share Image
“You’re suppressing my first amendment rights,” she said, voice muffled. “You don’t live in America; you live in the United States… — Lauren Gilley First amendment Copy Share Image
“Women were tough as nails…and melty as butter when you loved them and showed them affection.” — Lauren Gilley Love Copy Share Image
“He was the king, damn it, the Lean Dog, an American hellhound. And fuck idiots like this who tried to challenge him.” — Lauren Gilley Dog Copy Share Image
“There was no denying it; he was staring right at her, and the exuberance in his face, shining in his eyes, caused… — Lauren Gilley Staring Copy Share Image
“Women were tough as nails…and melty as butter when you loved them and showed them affection. Men couldn’t hope to be as… — Lauren Gilley Affection Copy Share Image
“His voice was different in the small, intimate spaces that existed when they were pressed together like this; it was sweet with… — Lauren Gilley Copy Share Image
“For one perfect, precious moment, everything that ate at their sanity melted away into the shadows, and the crackling energy that arced… — Lauren Gilley Memories Copy Share Image
“Fillette.” He twisted his upper body toward her, so he could put both arms around her, press her back against the pillows… — Lauren Gilley Copy Share Image
“How did life get so messed up?” Maggie dabbed at the corners of her eyes and exhaled, quieting, gathering her composure. “Baby,… — Lauren Gilley Life Copy Share Image
“How many times have you been slapped on dates?” “Five,” he said as he checked over his shoulder and eased back out… — Lauren Gilley Copy Share Image
“They’d dueled in the lamplight of her kitchen that night, savaging each other with accusations that could never be recalled. Now, he… — Lauren Gilley Copy Share Image
“I know.” Her smile twitched, wry. “It’s taken me a while to figure out that love turns some men into shitheads every… — Lauren Gilley Copy Share Image
“spanning the entire width of his back were two massive feathered, folded wings, their roots at his shoulder blades, their tops curving… — Lauren Gilley Tattoo Copy Share Image
“It wasn’t supposed to be this way. Jo was the blind kid running off emotions; Jess was the thoughtful, careful pragmatist who’d… — Lauren Gilley First place Copy Share Image
“As Jordan sagged back against the door and his eyes did an aimless sweep of the antique sideboards that lined the foyer,… — Lauren Gilley Copy Share Image
“It was hesitant at first, gentle. His fingers held tight at the base of her skull and she could feel the restraint… — Lauren Gilley Grocery store Copy Share Image
“He was the kind of man you didn’t notice at first…but then found yourself staring. There was something…something she’d never been able… — Lauren Gilley First impressions Copy Share Image
“She took a deep breath and it was her eighteenth birthday; it was Jess’s wedding and a summer evening at the pool;… — Lauren Gilley Summer evening Copy Share Image
“Calculated, focused destruction – the cold cruelty of an impartial predator – was devastating. A man in his forties, lean and sharp-eyed… — Lauren Gilley Copy Share Image
“He knew he loved her in February: steam leaving the mug of coffee in her hands in thick curls; her hair a… — Lauren Gilley Oliver twist Copy Share Image
“It was quiet another moment. The priest said, “I think it would be good to pray.” “For his soul,” Ray consented. Father… — Lauren Gilley Old testament Copy Share Image
“She didn’t understand love, not the golden, shimmering, romance-novel stuff that existed between mates. She was skeptical of it, and had never… — Lauren Gilley Day by day Copy Share Image
“people saw what they wanted to, expected to, and so rarely what was.” — Lauren Gilley Copy Share Image
“No self-proclaimed feminist has ever made such a cherished queen of a woman as these boys will. I promise you that.” The” — Lauren Gilley Feminism Copy Share Image
“What the hell’s wrong with this generation?” “Participation trophies,” Mercy said. “And Adderall.” — Lauren Gilley Compassion Copy Share Image
“Oh fuck, hot girl flying! Don’t break your hotass face, baby. Or your hot ass either, actually. She’s” — Lauren Gilley Copy Share Image
