59 Quotes About Torpedo-ink-series

Unfortunately, I'm not the greatest catch. None of us are. We're outcasts for a reason.

[...]there was something human left in him after all. He could 'feel'. He hadn't believed it possible, and in a short time this angelic creature had turned his world upside down.

She wanted to have a night of pure, perfect, tipsy sex with a gorgeous biker like Ice. But more than anything, she wanted to keep him.

She might burn in hell for the things she was going to do this night, but she didn't care. Looking at him, she was certain every single thing would be worth it.

He thought he was playing her. Seducing her. That was the play, but it felt all too real, and he'd never had real.

He was the very devil stalking her, and she was an angel chased by demons straight to him.

He could keep her safe, make all her troubles go away. He could do that. He was that man.

Those tears reminded him, every time he looked in the mirror, he wasn't human anymore. Everything had been taken from him, leaving him a shell. An empty shell.

There was nothing for him, and in the end, he had to acknowledge that he was too dangerous to just keep around like some loose cannon