Ruthless People

She looks like a sweet little lamb from afar, but when you get close, you find out she skinned and ate the damn thing just to use it as a coat. She’s a beast. ~Liam C.

Liam, soon-to-be-fucking-dead, Callahan was walking down the stairs—my fucking stairs—with his sex hair high and his green eyes sharper than razor blades. He was beautiful, and I almost regretted the fact that I would have to put a bullet in his head and then smash it through a fucking wall. -Melody G.

My name,” I whispered in her ear, and she shivered with pleasure. “Say my name again. Not in anger, or disgust, but as you did just now. As if I am the only man in the world who can satisfy you. ~Liam C.

That ticks me off!” She snapped. “Since when could you bribe me with treats like a fucking child.” I groaned, pinching the bridge of my nose. “So no smoothie then?” “Mango, banana, orange and extra kiwi,” she replied before hanging up.

I want you to love me.” I said softly. “But if not, then I want to be the closest thing to you loving me. I want your loyalty. I want your honesty. I want you by my side and no one else’s. I want your body. I want your mind. I want to know your hopes and dreams so I could one day make them reality.

She is. . . she is Bloody Melody and perfect. God created her and then shattered the mold afterward, for the world could not handle two of her.

Interesting does not even begin to cover what happened today.” I said. “My fiance shot me with my own gun.

She fucking shot me. I had been so shocked and horny that my mind couldn’t even comprehend what had happened.

Control her Neal, or else she will need new parts. No one calls my wife a bitch. . . with the exception of me.

Step one, accept she was a damn boss. Step two, hide all the knives, guns, and maybe the pillows, too.

Every last person we kill is for family. If we do not kill them, they kill us. It’s the way of the world. It is self-defense.

Tell me it wasn’t fucking you, and you still get to come to the motherfucking wedding sweetheart... Melody G.

I am trying! You are closer to me that anyone else Liam.” “That would be enough, if everyone else wasn’t dead

There are four kinds of homicide: felonious, excusable, justifiable, and praiseworthy.” ~ Ambrose Bierce

I’m not now, nor shall I ever be, any man’s arm candy.

A Taser? Really? What are you, a mall cop?

He pulls a knife, you pull a gun, he sends one of yours to the hospital, you send one of his to the morgue . . .” ~ Al Capone

Liam, get your horny fucking ass out of bed and help me kill a bitch!” she yelled.

When she reached me, she stopped and kissed my father on the cheek before taking my hand. However, when I looked in her eyes I saw a twinge of sadness, and it pained me to my core. I squeezed her hand, not to hurt her, but to tell her I saw and I didn’t like it. I wanted her to be happy. I would let her pick anyone in the church and kill them if it made her smile.

She was mine. She was all fucking mine.I was the king of the jungle, and the woman beside me was my queen.

God needs me. What would happen if there weren’t people like me? If the world were perfect, if everything was the way you wished it to be, then why would you pray? God needs me, because without us, you forget about Him.

I loved being dominated in such a beastly sexual way. How his hands, lips and tongue all grabbed on to me.

There are born victims, born to have their throats cut, as the cut-throats are born to be hanged.” ~ Aldous Huxley

One murder makes a villain, millions a hero. Numbers sanctify, my good fellow.” ~ Monsieur Verdoux

before. I’m so in charge I could be the fucking Energizer bunny.

She looks like a sweet little lamb from afar, but when you get close, you find out she skinned and ate the damn thing just to use it as a coat. She’s a beast.

Invades the sacred hour of silent rest and leaves, unseen, a dagger in your breast.” ~ Samuel Johnson

One day you could be sitting on the top of the world, then the next it could be sitting on you,

and damn well no 5-0 with his Smokey the Bear looking sidekick, will ever tell me differently.