“Love means seeing beauty in the ugly, the light in the dark, and accepting that even if the lights are off, and I can't see what's in front of me, there will be something there to guide my way.
Love means turning yourself inside out, handing yourself over to somebody else, and trusting them.. trusting them to touch you, to handle you, to bend you, but never, ever break what you give them.”
“I’m the king of the jungle. I’m the predator.”
“Does that make me your prey?”
“That makes you my queen.”
“My Prince Charming turned out to be the villain of my fairy tale. ”
“I love you, too. Promise me you'll remember that." "I promise." "Good," he says. "Because I'm about to fuck you like I don't.”
“He set out to destroy me, but he fell in love with me instead. I fell in love with him, and that's what destroyed me in the end.”
“His words distract me from the worry. "You have parents?"
"Of course," he says. "I didn't create myself.”
“Maybe Cinderella didn’t live happily ever after. Maybe, come midnight, she wanted to run away. Maybe her price wouldn’t let her. Mine didn’t.”
“He's a monster, wrapped up in a pretty package. But I find myself wondering at times like this, when I feel the distance between us, if maybe in his eyes, the real monster is me.”
“His full name is Ignazio Vitale, although once, not so long ago, he urged me to call him
Naz. And it was Naz who charmed me, who won me over and made me melt. It wasn't until
later that I got to know the true Ignazio, and by the time I met Vitale, it was far too late to just
“Change doesn't happen overnight. There's no button that's pushed to magically alter everything. Change happens little by little. Day by day. Hour by hour.
It's the ticking of a secondhand, moving painstakingly, as it makes its way around the clock. You don't realize it until it's already over, the minute gone forever, as you're thrust right into the next one, the time still ticking away, whether you want it to or not.
Before long you have a hard time remembering the world as it once was, the person you were then, too focused on the world around you instead.
A world full of promise. A world full of excitement.”
“What are you doing?" I whisper, not at all surprised when he doesn't answer my question. He keeps up drawing patterns for a few minutes, nearly lulling me to sleep, before leaning over and pressing a soft kiss between my shoulder blades. He wraps his arms around me, pulling me onto my side toward him, my back flat against his warm chest."I was connecting the dots," he says quietly. "Your freckles are like stars. They tell a story, depending on how you connect them."I smile to myself as he takes my hand, linking our fingers together. "What did they tell you?""They told me you're beautiful," he says. "And I'm a lucky son of a bitch to have you all to myself.”
“I'm warning you. I'm not a good man, Karissa, and I never will be. So don't think you can fix me, or that I'll ever change, because I won't. I can't. You have to know, if this goes any further, if you ask me to stay, I'm not going to be able to let you walk away.”
“I should kill you, I fucking wish I had it in me to do it.”
“You may growl, and hiss, and meow, and maybe sometimes you bring out those claws, but I know how to make you purr. I'm the king of the jungle. I'm the predator.”
“He's my breath of fresh air, and I feel like I can't breathe anymore when he's not around.”
“The sky isn’t the limit in my world, Karissa. There is no limit. You want it? You got it. Whatever it is.”
“I have a word problem for you." "I'm listening" "If Naz forgoes sleep, and Karissa gets naked, how many orgasms can he give her before sun up?”
“He's a child with a brand new toy, and I just hope he doesn't break me as soon as I'm out of the package.”
“Happiness is being fucked so rough you can hardly breathe, can hardly speak, can do nothing but squeal like a pig as he nails you over and over, pushing inside of you so hard, so deep, that you can feel the man not only with your body, but also with your soul. Happiness is waking up the next morning, barely able to recall your own name, because the only one that mattered in hours was his, screamed so loud your throat is painfully raw, like the name had bled from your lips”
“He makes me feel like the sun, the world revolving around me, and I'm not ready to invite any others into our universe.”
“He's a beast. A monster.
And he looks like he wants to devour me.”
“He touches my body but he tears at my soul, ripping pieces out of me that are now his and his alone.”
“A real man would never abandon his family.”
“You don't have to be afraid," he says. "I'm not going to hurt you." he whispers, "unless
you want me to.”
“I like to think I'm one of a kind.”
“Come home with me, Karissa.
"My breath hitches. "That's not a question."
"Doesn't matter," he says. "Come home with me, anyway.”
“Happiness is having your very first hickey, put there by a set of soft lips that speak the smoothest words that sound like music to your ears and whispers to your soul.”
“Sometimes the questions are complicated and the answers are simple.”
“He's a force of nature. The wind would carry me right back to him.”
“I told you to make yourself at home," he says. "I don't want you to feel like you have to tiptoe around, afraid of doing something wrong or hearing something you shouldn't, like phone conversations." My blood runs cold at those words. I can feel his eyes on me and not the screen. "I, uh…" I don't know what to say. "It's okay," he says, those words silencing me. He kisses the top of my head again, subject closed as he goes back to watching the movie. A few minutes pass before Naz lets out a light laugh. "So, tell me something... did you at least google me?”
“You’ll have such proof as exists. You are the only one responsible for your own wants.”
“Images flashed through his mind. He saw Nico and his sister on a snowy mountain cliff in Maine, Percy Jackson protecting them from the manticore. Percy's sword gleamed in the dark. He'd been the first demigod Nico had ever seen in action. Later at Camp Half-Blood, Percy took Nico by the arm, promising to keep his sister Bianca safe. Nico believed him. Nico looked into his sea-green eyes and though, How can he possibly fail? This is a real hero.”
“I can pick a lock. How do you think I got into my parents' liquor cabinet in middle school?”
“You made me feel alive again.”
“I have come home at last! This is my real country! I belong here. This is the land I have been looking for all my life, though I never knew it till now...Come further up, come further in!”
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