“I’ll rip Heaven and Hell and this goddamn Earth apart before I let them steal you from me.”
―
Harley Laroux,
Her Soul to Take
“In French, there’s a phrase for the random urge to jump from high places, the irrational desire to swerve into traffic despite imminent destruction: l'appel du vide, the call of the void.” ― Harley Laroux, Her Soul to Take
“Carefully, with the sharpness of the knife tucked within the curved grip of his hand, he began to probe my entrance with the handle. It was hard, but warm from his hand. The edges were rounded, smooth as it rubbed over my wet, swollen flesh. "You're going to get off on this knife, Jess," he said. "And I'm going to hold you open, nice and still, so you don't get hurt.” ― Harley Laroux, The Dare
“I’d gladly admit I was generally a dick, but Rae made me want to be...nice...to her. Only to her. Everyone else could get fucked.” ― Harley Laroux, Her Soul to Take
“Do you remember what I used to tell you?” Manson said. “When we were teenagers and we’d drive out here to talk about shit…you’d tell me you didn’t want to see another day…” I remembered that, of course I did. I remembered the despair I felt, the pain we shared, how hopeless I’d been. “If you can get through the night, you’ll see the sun again,” I said, repeating the words he’d told me back then. “Keep chasing the next sunrise.” I closed my eyes as I exhaled. “The night feels really fucking dark, Manson, but I’m still chasing sunrises.” ― Harley Laroux, Losers: Part I
“The darkness that surrounded us could have stretched on forever, a void in which everything I'd thought I knew had been turned on its head. We were in some other world, a world where pleasure and pain, fear and excitement, were all the same.” ― Harley Laroux, The Dare
“Humans and Gods were a bad combination. Give a human knowledge, and he thinks he’s wise. Give a human magic, and he thinks he’s strong. Give a human religion, and he’ll think he’s right.” ― Harley Laroux, Her Soul for Revenge
“You’re Hell’s little whore, aren’t you?” ― Harley Laroux, Her Soul to Take
“In French, there’s a phrase for the random urge to jump from high places, the irrational desire to swerve into traffic despite imminent destruction: l'appel du vide, the call of the void. Those sudden feral impulses tend to be shoved away immediately, but humans still experience them. What if you jumped? What if you touched the fire? What if? What if? When I looked at him, staring at me, the void called.” ― Harley Laroux, Her Soul to Take
“I wanted to ride this man like a goddamn rollercoaster and then take his friends for a spin too.” ― Harley Laroux, Losers: Part I
“If a guy couldn’t play with my masochism as enthusiastically as he played with my pleasure, then I didn’t want it. There simply wasn’t a nice way to tell your mother that you wanted a guy who could spank you as well as he could fuck. A man who was as comfortable with whips and chains as he was at candlelit dinners. Someone who wasn’t afraid to take control but wasn’t going to make the relationship feel like a cage.Laroux, Harley. Losers: Part I (p. 34). Kindle Edition.” ― Harley Laroux, Losers: Part I
“This doesn’t depend on you saying anything. I love you. I’ve loved you. For so long. And I’ll love you, even if you don’t love me back. I’ll love you even if this is the last day I ever see you.” ― Harley Laroux, Losers: Part II
“Because you were my glimpse of heaven from hell,” he said. “You were the sun in my sky, and now you’re like a comet sent to earth. A wildfire I can touch…kiss…hold…” ― Harley Laroux, Losers: Part II
“Do something?” He shot me a narrow-eyed glare, and said mockingly, “Oh Leon, do something! Save me, please, oh please! What happened to Be gone, demon? What happened to trying to bash my head in with a crucifix?” ― Harley Laroux, Her Soul to Take
“Absolutely. I love all those bastards, obviously, but love is a little different with every person you share it with. Sometimes it’s passionate and romantic, or deep and platonic, or any combination in between. A lot of people don’t understand it, but I don’t need anyone’s understanding. I accepted that a long time ago” ― Harley Laroux, Losers: Part I
“I want you. Irrevocably.” ― Harley Laroux, Her Soul to Take
“you live in the dark long enough, you’ll forget what the light feels like.” ― Harley Laroux, Her Soul to Take
“Fix you? Ah, little wolf, I have no desire to fix you. I just want to see all your broken edges shine. I want to feel how sharp you are.” ― Harley Laroux, Her Soul for Revenge
“Every time we parted, I felt as if I was breaking the surface of a pool: I gasped for air, vision blurred, my body light.” ― Harley Laroux, The Dare
“In French, there’s a phrase for the random urge to jump from high places, the irrational desire to swerve into traffic despite imminent destruction: l'appel du vide, the call of the void.” ― Harley Laroux, Her Soul to Take
“Carefully, with the sharpness of the knife tucked within the curved grip of his hand, he began to probe my entrance with the handle. It was hard, but warm from his hand. The edges were rounded, smooth as it rubbed over my wet, swollen flesh. "You're going to get off on this knife, Jess," he said. "And I'm going to hold you open, nice and still, so you don't get hurt.” ― Harley Laroux, The Dare
“I’d gladly admit I was generally a dick, but Rae made me want to be...nice...to her. Only to her. Everyone else could get fucked.” ― Harley Laroux, Her Soul to Take
“Do you remember what I used to tell you?” Manson said. “When we were teenagers and we’d drive out here to talk about shit…you’d tell me you didn’t want to see another day…” I remembered that, of course I did. I remembered the despair I felt, the pain we shared, how hopeless I’d been. “If you can get through the night, you’ll see the sun again,” I said, repeating the words he’d told me back then. “Keep chasing the next sunrise.” I closed my eyes as I exhaled. “The night feels really fucking dark, Manson, but I’m still chasing sunrises.” ― Harley Laroux, Losers: Part I
“The darkness that surrounded us could have stretched on forever, a void in which everything I'd thought I knew had been turned on its head. We were in some other world, a world where pleasure and pain, fear and excitement, were all the same.” ― Harley Laroux, The Dare
“Humans and Gods were a bad combination. Give a human knowledge, and he thinks he’s wise. Give a human magic, and he thinks he’s strong. Give a human religion, and he’ll think he’s right.” ― Harley Laroux, Her Soul for Revenge
“You’re Hell’s little whore, aren’t you?” ― Harley Laroux, Her Soul to Take
“In French, there’s a phrase for the random urge to jump from high places, the irrational desire to swerve into traffic despite imminent destruction: l'appel du vide, the call of the void. Those sudden feral impulses tend to be shoved away immediately, but humans still experience them. What if you jumped? What if you touched the fire? What if? What if? When I looked at him, staring at me, the void called.” ― Harley Laroux, Her Soul to Take
“I wanted to ride this man like a goddamn rollercoaster and then take his friends for a spin too.” ― Harley Laroux, Losers: Part I
“If a guy couldn’t play with my masochism as enthusiastically as he played with my pleasure, then I didn’t want it. There simply wasn’t a nice way to tell your mother that you wanted a guy who could spank you as well as he could fuck. A man who was as comfortable with whips and chains as he was at candlelit dinners. Someone who wasn’t afraid to take control but wasn’t going to make the relationship feel like a cage.Laroux, Harley. Losers: Part I (p. 34). Kindle Edition.” ― Harley Laroux, Losers: Part I
“This doesn’t depend on you saying anything. I love you. I’ve loved you. For so long. And I’ll love you, even if you don’t love me back. I’ll love you even if this is the last day I ever see you.” ― Harley Laroux, Losers: Part II
“Because you were my glimpse of heaven from hell,” he said. “You were the sun in my sky, and now you’re like a comet sent to earth. A wildfire I can touch…kiss…hold…” ― Harley Laroux, Losers: Part II
“Do something?” He shot me a narrow-eyed glare, and said mockingly, “Oh Leon, do something! Save me, please, oh please! What happened to Be gone, demon? What happened to trying to bash my head in with a crucifix?” ― Harley Laroux, Her Soul to Take
“Absolutely. I love all those bastards, obviously, but love is a little different with every person you share it with. Sometimes it’s passionate and romantic, or deep and platonic, or any combination in between. A lot of people don’t understand it, but I don’t need anyone’s understanding. I accepted that a long time ago” ― Harley Laroux, Losers: Part I
“I want you. Irrevocably.” ― Harley Laroux, Her Soul to Take
“you live in the dark long enough, you’ll forget what the light feels like.” ― Harley Laroux, Her Soul to Take
“Fix you? Ah, little wolf, I have no desire to fix you. I just want to see all your broken edges shine. I want to feel how sharp you are.” ― Harley Laroux, Her Soul for Revenge
“Every time we parted, I felt as if I was breaking the surface of a pool: I gasped for air, vision blurred, my body light.” ― Harley Laroux, The Dare
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