6 Quotes by Mercedes M. Yardley

Do you mind,” he asked politely, “if I slide my blade under your skin, just a little?

Build your novel one word at a time. Remember that minutes = novels.

The demonic love the taste of little girls.

Maybe princes aren’t real,” Sada said. Her eyes were crafty and sad at the same time. “But monsters are.” She opened her mouth wide and showed Azhar the wildflowers sitting on her tongue.

The inside of his skull, it tasted like roses and barbed wire and butterflies. Switchblades and heroin and grassy green gardens.

Weakness is stereotypically expected in women but also despised.