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“He inches towards me, head shaking and eyes roaming as though overwhelmed by what he is seeing. "Oh, bu you are my undoing. My deliverance. My downfall disguised as a deity". Anther slow step. "You are my ruin."
I'm dazed, unable to do anything but let a smile tug at my lips. "Call us even. Call me crazy. I don't care. Just..." His eyes are pleading, brimming with emotion. "Just call me yours.”
― Lauren Roberts, Reckless

“Run, Paedyn. Because when I catch you, I will not miss. I will not falter. I will not make the mistake of feeling for you.”
― Lauren Roberts, Powerless

“Thick, hot liquid runs down my bran, my body, my very being.
Honey,
That's what I'll tell myself.
It's just honey.”
― Lauren Roberts, Powerless

“I'd be a fool to not fear something so fierce."
I swallow. "And are you not? A fool, that is."
He stands then, holding my gaze until he's the one looking down on me. "Not anymore.”
― Lauren Roberts, Reckless

“Pretend," I whisper against his lips.
I am recklessness incarnate. Until the very end.
My mouth meets his.
He tastes like longing. Like regret and relief. Like nothing matters but this moment.
It's fervent, like a sinner's prayer.
And maybe that is what this kiss is.
Repentance.”
― Lauren Roberts, Reckless

“But his tone is familiar, feeling like dancing in a dark room and thumb wars under willow trees. The way the words rolled off of his tongue felt like a light flick to the tip of my nose, like calloused fingers braiding silver hair.
It felt like Kai.
Like the man behind the masks who looked at me like I was extraordinary.
I blink at the crumbling rocks crowding the path, willing my mind to wander toward anything but the words that have me wishing things were different. But I am Ordinary. I am the embodiment of the weakness he has been taught to hate.
Ordinary.”
― Lauren Roberts, Reckless

“And let's pray they don't."
I stuff the reins in his hands, suddenly too curious to steer. "I didn't peg you as the type to pray, Prince."
I feel his shoulders shrug against my back. "I didn't used to believe in a God."
"And now?"
There is a long pause followed by a softening of his voice. "I found proof of a paradise."
I glance over my shoulder to find his eyes already on me. "And what was that?"
His gaze glides over my face and down the length of my braid. "You'll know when you see it.”
― Lauren Roberts, Reckless