345 Quotes by J.M. Darhower

I waited a decade,” she said. “And then I waited some more. I’ve waited enough. It’s your turn to catch up.

Never make someone else the main character in your own story.

There’s a downside to everything, a dark side to everyone, and those who willingly walk in the shadows are a hell of a lot more convincing than those who only acknowledge the sunshine.

Another?” she asked, picking up the water to take another sip, this one to soothe the sting in her chest. “You said one drink.” A sly smile curved his lips. “I like to keep them coming.” “Is that right?” “Absolutely.” He stood, leaning across the table, his lips near her ear. “Maybe you’ll let me show you later.” She.

My blood runs cold when she says his name... his last name... the name those people use for him. This isn’t right. She doesn’t know him. They don’t know each other. They can’t. “I’m not going to hurt her, Carmela, but I’m not letting her go.

He’s a force of nature. The wind would carry me right back to him.

To me, she was the center of the universe, the sunlight that burned so bright, but she writes herself in the shadows, secondary in her own life. Instead, she made me the hero, the center of this alternate universe she invented around her.

I don’t want him to stop. I want to be his. I want to be his everything. I want him to take me, and make me, and use me, and abuse me, because he thinks he has control and I know now that’s what he craves.

Reason number twelve, you’ve got a mini-me out there somewhere, and I kind of want the chance to meet a little Scarlet.” “You don’t like kids,” I point out. “True, I don’t,” he says. “But she’s your kid, which means there’s a decent chance she’s not half-bad, either.