Lauren Roberts

« So I said her name, again and again. I finally let myself do it. Let that last piece of attachment to her lock into place. Just saying her name felt intimate, personal, somehow.
And now I forever want her name on my lips and rolling off my tongue until I'm drunk on the taste and sound of it.
What the hell is wrong with me? »

« "Oh, this is nothing." She laughs breathlessly. "You should see the damage I did to your pretty face." […]
« "Oh,darling, as long as you still think I'm pretty, I don't give a damn what Ilook like." »

« - Mark my words Prince, I will be your undoing.
I lean in, ignoring the knife against my throat as I murmur,  « Oh darling, I look forward to it. »

"Remind me to make you smile like that again, when you aren't dying, and I have all the time in the world to memorize it."

Vicious little thing, isn’t she?