“I can’t tell him no. Some people have a relationship that’s sunshine and roses. Ours is darkness and vengeance.”
―
Annika Martin,
Prisoner
“Another pair of cop cars heads over the hill. “You just drive nice, okay?”“Nicely,” she snaps.“What?”“Drive nicely, that’s how you say it. Not drive nice.”Oh God. Nicely. Correcting my grammar even at gunpoint. I’m so fucking hot for her, I think I might burst into flames.” ― Annika Martin, Prisoner
“She’s mine to do what I want with, but that also means she’s mine to care for, to protect.” ― Annika Martin, Prisoner
“I know how it feels when your stomach hurts like it’s trying to eat itself. I know what it’s like to fight with a grown-up and lose.” ― Annika Martin, Prisoner
“It’s like catching fucking sunlight in a jar. I don’t want to let her go.” ― Annika Martin, Hostage
“Most people never have to find out what kind of shit they’re really capable of. Most people don’t have to turn themselves into something they hate just to make sure they can get that next breath.” ― Annika Martin, Prisoner
“Because guidelines are made to broken. Like rules. Like people.” ― Annika Martin, Prisoner
“Her eyes flash at me. “Fuck you,” she says. “Are you offering?” ― Annika Martin, Prisoner
“This isn’t a fucking fairy tale. I’m not going to turn into a good guy because her cunt is made of velvet and rainbows.” ― Annika Martin, Prisoner
“Sometimes, Abigail, you have to punch a fucking hole in your soul to survive.” ― Annika Martin, Prisoner
“Her gaze finds mine, and something flares in me. Because I would catch her. And the hottest thing is that I think she knows it. Maybe nobody has ever caught her, but I would. I would catch her. I would keep her. Make her mine.” ― Annika Martin, Prisoner
“I don’t really want her to pretend. I like her how she is. Real.” ― Annika Martin, Prisoner
“But here’s the thing about an egg: when you break it, you get everything you want, but then it’s not smooth or perfect anymore. It’s just this dead thing” ― Annika Martin, Hostage
“Act “naturally.” It’s called an adverb, asshole, I think, but I don’t say it. He seems to get perverse pleasure when I correct his grammar.” ― Annika Martin, Prisoner
“My mind understands him, why he is the way he is. But it’s my heart that aches for him, wanting whatever shards of love he can give me, jagged, even knowing I’ll get cut in the process.” ― Annika Martin, Prisoner
“Is this you giving me advice on how to survive a guy like you? Because that’s a little fucked up, even for you.” ― Annika Martin, Prisoner
“It’s like with every passing mile, I am farther and farther away from safety—and farther from myself. From being human. I’m turning into this other type of being, one who jerks off criminals in crappy motel rooms. One who wants to be kissed in a getaway car.” ― Annika Martin, Prisoner
“Their cute little faces are exactly about survival. Baby animals all have large eyes and big foreheads because adult mammals are hardwired to consider it cute and feed them. It’s pure, vicious survival. Survival of the fittest. Practically mercenary.” “Oh my god, are you ruining baby goat videos for me?” ― Annika Martin, The Billionaire’s Wake-up-call Girl
“My words are potent. Powerful. I can use the truth as a weapon, just like he did.” ― Annika Martin, Prisoner
“Another pair of cop cars heads over the hill. “You just drive nice, okay?”“Nicely,” she snaps.“What?”“Drive nicely, that’s how you say it. Not drive nice.”Oh God. Nicely. Correcting my grammar even at gunpoint. I’m so fucking hot for her, I think I might burst into flames.” ― Annika Martin, Prisoner
“She’s mine to do what I want with, but that also means she’s mine to care for, to protect.” ― Annika Martin, Prisoner
“I know how it feels when your stomach hurts like it’s trying to eat itself. I know what it’s like to fight with a grown-up and lose.” ― Annika Martin, Prisoner
“It’s like catching fucking sunlight in a jar. I don’t want to let her go.” ― Annika Martin, Hostage
“Most people never have to find out what kind of shit they’re really capable of. Most people don’t have to turn themselves into something they hate just to make sure they can get that next breath.” ― Annika Martin, Prisoner
“Because guidelines are made to broken. Like rules. Like people.” ― Annika Martin, Prisoner
“Her eyes flash at me. “Fuck you,” she says. “Are you offering?” ― Annika Martin, Prisoner
“This isn’t a fucking fairy tale. I’m not going to turn into a good guy because her cunt is made of velvet and rainbows.” ― Annika Martin, Prisoner
“Sometimes, Abigail, you have to punch a fucking hole in your soul to survive.” ― Annika Martin, Prisoner
“Her gaze finds mine, and something flares in me. Because I would catch her. And the hottest thing is that I think she knows it. Maybe nobody has ever caught her, but I would. I would catch her. I would keep her. Make her mine.” ― Annika Martin, Prisoner
“I don’t really want her to pretend. I like her how she is. Real.” ― Annika Martin, Prisoner
“But here’s the thing about an egg: when you break it, you get everything you want, but then it’s not smooth or perfect anymore. It’s just this dead thing” ― Annika Martin, Hostage
“Act “naturally.” It’s called an adverb, asshole, I think, but I don’t say it. He seems to get perverse pleasure when I correct his grammar.” ― Annika Martin, Prisoner
“My mind understands him, why he is the way he is. But it’s my heart that aches for him, wanting whatever shards of love he can give me, jagged, even knowing I’ll get cut in the process.” ― Annika Martin, Prisoner
“Is this you giving me advice on how to survive a guy like you? Because that’s a little fucked up, even for you.” ― Annika Martin, Prisoner
“It’s like with every passing mile, I am farther and farther away from safety—and farther from myself. From being human. I’m turning into this other type of being, one who jerks off criminals in crappy motel rooms. One who wants to be kissed in a getaway car.” ― Annika Martin, Prisoner
“Their cute little faces are exactly about survival. Baby animals all have large eyes and big foreheads because adult mammals are hardwired to consider it cute and feed them. It’s pure, vicious survival. Survival of the fittest. Practically mercenary.” “Oh my god, are you ruining baby goat videos for me?” ― Annika Martin, The Billionaire’s Wake-up-call Girl
“My words are potent. Powerful. I can use the truth as a weapon, just like he did.” ― Annika Martin, Prisoner
