Debra Anastasia Quotes

He felt no relief. He felt no closure. He knew then he would have to leave Poughkeepsie. He'd go very far away so he wouldn't be tempted to come back.

She opened her eyes with a gasp. "I love you." He had tears running a path down his face. He nodded. "Back at ya, pretty child. So, so much.

When she was this wild, he was a monster for her. He bruised her, took her blows, and fought to give her the pleasure she made him earn.

Livia leaped into the Escort and drove straight to Poughkeepsie Station, letting instinct and her internal Blake GPS be her guide.

Cole and Kyle looked anxious and wildly in love.

Cole quickly shook his head. "Blake, you're looking great," he said instead.
Blake nodded. "Livia wouldn't have it any other way.

I want to screw him on the table and make him eat in my bed.

True love, the kind that lasts forever, is very rare indeed. It takes compromise, continued growth, and trust.

Please, baby, you had to know the Devil would be well endowed.

He treats himself like a weapon for your destiny.

He has a home, Cole. He has a permanent home in my heart.

I'm so happy to see you. I love you so much. Thank you for waking up," Livia spoke quickly but calmly, trying to capture Blake's attention.

Dude. I bet you eat it like it's a buffet that's about to close.

Don't tie your success to anything other than what's inside you

I'm Emma. I'm here to make you see the meaning of your life. Her exalted words were totally conquered by her dragging tone and lack of eye contact.

That was okay for you?"
"No, that made my orgasms have orgasms, so it was anything but okay.

Livia, you make the rest of the beautiful things in the world cry for even trying at all.

Cole knew what the chemical smell on the cloth over his nose meant. He took one breath, and his last conscious thought was simple: Kyle.

He felt like he was losing a dream and a friend at the same time.

Livia, I'm made of glass, but it only shows in the sun. I can't be caught in sunlight or everyone will know what I am.

Did you just pimp slap my ass with your angel hand?

Don't put off happiness you can have today. Tomorrow is a hope, not a promise

He squeezed her hand back and made a sour face. I hate when you use logic against me. It takes my knees out.

Today, he was going to win the Big Humping Pussy award and go back to Poughkeepsie

His chest was hard and tempting, with the scars from his move to save her carved forever on his skin.

You did it, Whitebread! You saved him. You're amazing. My brother. My brother. His voice breaking, Beckett set her back on her feet and hugged her.

Don't ever die in my head again. Please, never again,

Blake's not a nightmare. I love him, Dad. I love him. Let's keep that straight. Livia felt her hackles rise.

I never want to disappoint you, Livia." Blake sounded stronger now, determined, but still anxious.
"That's not possible. Ever.

Impossible is just the shit nobody's tried yet," Beckett shot back. "My balls are way too big not to hope for the best.

My inamorata, you know where I'll be: where I'll always be. Waiting. For you.

Your future will be full of smiles. I promise.

I think a call to Chaos is in order," Blake said, looking at Cole.
Cole nodded, and Beckett smiled. "Thanks," he said.

Are you leaving the rollers in on purpose? He was concerned again.
Dove bit her lip. Her womb wanted to hump his face.

You're not the guy at the train station. You're my Blake.

Dove ripped her panties off her body like the Hulk and threw them in the corner.

It was like he'd just discovered fire, and she was the main ingredient.

If I told you once, I told you a million times: you're a handsome motherfucker. I'm almost gay for you.

I can't leave." Green Eyes took a huge breath. "This is the only place where I get to see you.

I can't do this anymore if it's not with you. Fuck me straight to hell." ~Eve to Beckett

Have you ever seen such an ugly damn cat?" Beckett had said with a wry smile. "Aren't kittens supposed to be all cute and shit?" He liked this kid.

His eyes tracked the scarlet trail to its beginning: the top of the stairs leading to the parking lot.
My Livia will come to me on this path.

No, I know for a fact that after-kidnapping sex is fucking wonderful.

Being a monster hasn't saved anyone. She choked on her sob, gasping for air.
He pulled her into his arms, and she finally let herself be hugged.

So David and my baby were 'collateral damage'?" Eve took small, sharp breaths.

That wasn't blood. It was love. It pours out of you when you lose faith.

Her smile was lighter fluid to his testosterone. He was full caveman for a few heartbeats.

Kyle whispered his name softly, like he was her air.

EVE, I LOVE YOU. I LOVE THE HELL OUT OF YOU. YOU'RE ONE CRAZY BITCH!

Beckett's gruff voice moved her veil as he spoke, Happy wedding, Whitebread. But please, don't worry about this.

His heart overflowed with good intentions but his fists felt best covered in blood.

My love, I'd volunteer to live a thousand lives if I got to spend any part of them with you.

How come she has more crap here now than when she lived with me? their father grumbled as he came down one morning.

If you'll excuse me, I have to pull my date out of the garbage.

Wakey-wakey, you sloppy, old whore. It's time to do you up.

Hasn't life taught me well enough? Love is not mine to find. I'm a fool. Damn it to hell.

She had to kill him. She had to kill Beckett the next time she saw him or all she'd done to become an exquisite monster would be for nothing.

Anything for my two girls." David had loved saying "two girls.

or hit you in the turd hole by accident.

His touch felt so good it was almost pain.

At his slow smile, she gathered him into a gentle hug again. Will I ever be able to stop touching him?

Something old: the dress. Something new: your attitude. Something borrowed: I'm pretty sure you got those earrings from my jewelry box.

Instead of sounding like a Beckett-style threat, Dr. Lavender's observation solidified something. Livia would live for love. Today will count.

Nobody wanted to ride bitch to his own testicle festival.

Blake took her face in his hands. You let me touch you. Kiss you. Your skin? It feels like piano keys. My hands know just where to go.

Blake Hartt, I choose you. I deserve you. I want you. Livia proved it by kissing his cold lips until they were warm.

Cole looked at him sheepishly. "Do you mind? Can I pray?"
"Of course. You know I love when you and Jesus dance.

Hot baskets of butt!

I feel like I've always loved him, and now I just got lucky enough to find him

It's just that you're the kindest person in the world. And you're here with me. I'll never stop feeling lucky.

Save Cole," Beckett told her as he straddled the motorcycle. "I don't intend to put my life at a premium, so no matter what happens, just get him out.

No. I wouldn't screw Duke with someone else's ten foot pole.

Beckett's probably the hardest man there is to love," Blake said. "He does life wrong for all the right reasons.

He held her sleepy hand and tried to pretend she was his girl.

It couldn't be good to want something this bad. Want someone this bad. I'm just me. Oh God. I'm me, and he's him.

Change if you must, but leave the heels on, please.

Hey, monkey pussy, you might want to give those meat curtains a spit shine before you leave the house.

Every time I think I couldn't love you a bit more, you stretch my heart again.

They fit so perfectly on her hip, but she always had to give them back to their mothers.
Not this baby. This one is mine. With David as dad.

And I will never, ever lose count.

Jimmy, you are small now. I know that. But your heart, so big. Don't let them hurt your heart. You are big to me.

You make the rest of the beautiful things in the world cry for even trying at all. You make it hard for me to breathe.

Okay, God. I forgive You for
trusting me. I promise to trust You in return.

Dove's heart broke. He'd been so hopeful until cock rings and butt fucking ruined his career.

Beckett pulled Blake's face back to look at him and held it in his hand.
Never alone, bro. You're never alone as long as I live.

She'd led her father to believe she was undecided in her profession when in actuality she quickly became one of Beckett's most trusted enforcers.

I love you, Eve. You're the only heart I have.

Chris reached for the button to raise the window, as if a thin layer of glass could ever protect him from Beckett.

I'm not leaving you. Right here, right now is the happiest I've ever been. I love you. That means I don't leave. Sorry.

Holy fucking dogs! You scared the uterus out of me!

But Blake infused hope in his music. Love was the only song he knew how to play.

Come here, sweet cheeks. You know how much we love the tongue wrasslin'.

Kisses that danced with smiles tasted amazing.

Livia's nickname for him was Green Eyes, as his were spectacular - the clearest jade and almost glowing.

He wanted Livia back. Kyle probably wanted to talk her ear off all about the wedding, but he needed Livia here. He ached for her.

Know this: I love you so fucking much. No other person has been to me what you are. No one else ever will be. - Beckett

Livia squeezed his hand. I'm not letting you go.

Livia called out, "Slutenstien! I'm home."

"I'm up here, cock dribble," Kyle replied.

Aren't you supposed to be Jesus' bitch?

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