“I’m not the monster that everyone thinks I am, despite the stories that you may have read or heard about me. It will not be as bad as you think. I read those stories too, and I want you to know you shouldn’t concern yourself about the dismemberment. You won’t be alive when this happens. I do have some compassion.” -Kimora Fox
"I know that you are guilt... I will strap you to the table and put the needle in your arm myself." -Brent Bradford
"I love Clay, but something feels different. He was the first man I ever loved. But we seem to be at opposite ends like in different parts of the world. Maybe, it is not him, but me who has drifted away." -Paris Simmons
"Sometimes, I can’t stand to be in the same room with her. The distress comes over the space like a storm cloud. It changes my mood and makes me physically sick. I find it hard to breathe as she completely sucks the life out of me. I just want to run away, but I pay the mortgage, and it’s my house. I often hope that she has an accident on the way home. All I have to do is identify the body." -Clay Simmons
"I had fallen for you. Knowing you makes me want to be in love. You are a part of me now like a rib from my body. Every day I wake up wanting you to be next to me. I’m tired of sneaking around. I want to let the world that you are everything I ever wanted, and I will love you always. If something bad were to happen to your husband, I will not shed one tear for him." -Estevan Cruz
“Are you off your fucking meds?” She ridiculed, turning away from the counter. “Are you one of those wackos who think only crazy people take drugs? So, you don’t take it because you don’t think you’re crazy. Let me assure you, you need every pill prescribed, cause you are on a whole different planet.”-Natasha King
“I need you to give me your full attention. And you can start with shutting you mouth.” He positioned the blade in the center of her thighs. Pressed the steal to her skin. “You feel that? I promise you that it is very sharp.” Her words turned into faint whimpers as he moved it along her skin, over her buttocks, and rested the point against the back of her knee. “If you scream, I will cut you from your ass to your throat,” he calmly said. “I am a professional at what I do. I assure you that I will kept you alive long enough for you to feel me ripping your beating heart from your chest.”-Ivan Wills
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