Lucía Gómez

“He was too spotless to talk of blood and murder like Macbeth, but in the red glare of the fire he no longer looked so angelic. Instead he was handsome the way you think of the devil as handsome—forbiddingly so.”
― M.L. Rio, If We Were Villains

“Oliver, I don’t understand,” he said. “Why?”
“You know why.” I was done pretending otherwise.”
― M.L. Rio, If We Were Villains

“Was I not always his right-hand man, his lieutenant? Banquo or Benvolio or Oliver - little difference.”
― M.L. Rio, If We Were Villains

“The water, too, was still, and I thought, what liars they are, the sky and the water. Still and calm and clear, like everything was fine. It wasn’t fine, and really, it never would be again.”
― M.L. Rio, If We Were Villains