“Her sigh felt dragged from the depths of her soul. Great. Working for Bump again.” — Stacia Kane Copy Share Image
“She settled for patting him vaguely on the back and wishing she was anywhere but there. Although he did smell good.” — Stacia Kane Copy Share Image
“How the hell was it that she’d always been so comfortable with him before, but as soon as she’d realized she was… — Stacia Kane Heart Copy Share Image
“If they were going to have the kind of discussion that ended with her feeling like the world's dumbest bitch, she'd like… — Stacia Kane Copy Share Image
“How the hell did people do this, this emotion-and-forgiveness thing? How did they stand these feelings? She could barely handle it and… — Stacia Kane Sober Copy Share Image
“Giving a fuck what other people thought was a road straight to misery and pain; an obsession of the weak. To believe… — Stacia Kane Fairy tale Copy Share Image
“What was she supposed to do, reach in and start pulling stuff out? Shit, what was she doing, why was she doing… — Stacia Kane Copy Share Image
“But then, anyone was capable of any manner of atrocities if they wanted something bad enough. People could justify anything to themselves… — Stacia Kane Atrocities Copy Share Image
“Now mayhap you quit givin Terrible the fuckin slurpy-eyes an give Bump the listening, yay? Thinkin you can? Gots some fuckin chattering… — Stacia Kane Copy Share Image
“No, no, I just…you seem to be really good at this, is all.” “Do I?” She finished the marking and started sorting… — Stacia Kane Chess Copy Share Image
“Well, clearly someone you trust isn’t really someone you should be trusting,” she said without thinking, and regretted it when Terrible glanced… — Stacia Kane Black clouds Copy Share Image
“Just what she needed. More filth in her soul. Someday, maybe, she would explode from it, someday maybe, every rotten thing that… — Stacia Kane Heart Copy Share Image
“Her hands fisted his jacket as she pressed her face to his chest. He didn't touch her in return, stood unmoving, his… — Stacia Kane Betrayal Copy Share Image
“Love was full of secrets. Love masked so many evils. Love controlled people, it lied to them, it made them believe things… — Stacia Kane Chess Copy Share Image
“Aye. Freaky iffen you ask me. But guessing that what Terrible like, aye. What he deserve sneaking off into the bathroom with… — Stacia Kane Copy Share Image
“I was thinking we could get a picture of you holding a pitchfork or something. Maybe a big wooden cross? Sound good?"(Brian)… — Stacia Kane Copy Share Image
“She stayed out there, staring into the snow until the chevelle's engine noise faded into the distance. He was gone, and she… — Stacia Kane Copy Share Image
“So aint you think just causen you in this car now means any damn thing. It aint. He pretending it do, he… — Stacia Kane Copy Share Image
“Terrible’s eyes narrowed; he gave Chess the kind of look most people reserved for ax murderers. Ax murderers who killed children. And… — Stacia Kane Copy Share Image
“But when he was with Chess he wasn’t the bad guy no more. He was the one keeping her safe, making her… — Stacia Kane Bad guy Copy Share Image
“Fuck. This was bad. It had happened, hadn't it? The thing she thought would never happen, the thing she was always so… — Stacia Kane Copy Share Image
“You so f*ckin pretty, you got that?” The hand moved lower. “So pretty everywhere.” She swallowed. Her mouth had gone so dry… — Stacia Kane Copy Share Image
“Funny, she had all that ink on her skin to protect her from ghosts and magic, and he were damn sure doing… — Stacia Kane Ghosts Copy Share Image
“Bump looked from one of them to the other. “What we fuckin got here, you playin a fuckin show-an-tell? I ought should… — Stacia Kane Copy Share Image
“Instead of more money she ended up with more drugs. Something told her that was probably not healthy. Something else in her… — Stacia Kane Drugs Copy Share Image
“She wasn’t going to lie and she wasn’t going to try to hide Terrible or who he was. She loved him and… — Stacia Kane Heart Copy Share Image
“Fuck, she was so sick of herself—herself and her fucking emotional retardation. How did people do this shit all the time, this… — Stacia Kane Copy Share Image
“Seeing him was like being hit in the chest. Like something exploding inside her, a quick ravenous fire that made her shiver.… — Stacia Kane Copy Share Image
“-Hey. Do you know anything about exorcists?" Brian's eyebrows shot up. "I think if you want to break up with Greyson, you… — Stacia Kane Copy Share Image
“She glanced at Terrible, a quick little eye-dart before looking down again; Rick figured she didn’t want him to overhear. “He’s my… — Stacia Kane Family Copy Share Image
“It shouldn’t have surprised her. Didn’t she know better than almost anyone what sort of filth humans were capable of? But it… — Stacia Kane Heart Copy Share Image
“Shit. Well, maybe taking her jeans off would make him more inclined to say she could check out his tunnels. Of course,… — Stacia Kane Copy Share Image
“Sure. Focused. Let's totally ignore any possible other avenues and just tunnel-vision our way along. Maybe we'll get lucky and blunder into… — Stacia Kane Chess Copy Share Image
“Like electricity running through her body or the thick velvet of magic making everything tingle; she was hot and cold and shivering… — Stacia Kane Copy Share Image
“Not that Beulah didn't present her own set of problems. She did. Not least of which was fighting the temptation to fake… — Stacia Kane Heart Copy Share Image
“Aw, naw, ain’t sayin that. You do what you need an ain’t try telling you no, but … takin you to bed,… — Stacia Kane Copy Share Image
“Terrible was... He was a miracle in a world without miracles, and she couldn't believe her luck. And there was nothing, absolutely… — Stacia Kane Life Copy Share Image
“Fuck, she was so sick of herself-herself and her fucking emotional retardation. How did people do this shit all the time, this… — Stacia Kane Copy Share Image
“Would Terrible actually have killed me if I hadn’t agreed to come up?” “It’s entirely possible, yeah.” She said it like it… — Stacia Kane Copy Share Image
“Smart to avoid being with anyone she might actually really feel something for, who might actually really feel something for her. Smart… — Stacia Kane Smart Copy Share Image
