Tanya Davis

“Limos is nursing one hell of a headache, and Arik wants to shove an M-80 up your ass.”
“Kinky,” Than said, “but I’m new to the sex thing. I’m not ready for hardcore yet.”
― Larissa Ione, Lethal Rider

“10 I used to be indecisive. Now I’m not so sure. —T-SHIRT”
― Darynda Jones, Sixth Grave on the Edge

“You are never to be alone in a bedroom with a male.”
She snorted. “You have no say over who I have in my bedroom. If I want to invite the entire Miami Dolphins team into my bed and have a big orgy while covered in chocolate sauce, you have no say in that whatsoever.”
The brief image set fire to his blood, but he kept his temper on simmer, unwilling to let her bait him. Still, he kind of wanted to hunt down every player on the football team and turn them into stains on the Astroturf.
“My house,” he gritted out, “my rules. No chocolate NFL orgies in my keep. I think that’s a reasonable request.”
― Larissa Ione, Lethal Rider

“I can’t—” Lena repeated. “I can’t do it. I can’t live without him.”
Sara gently pulled her hand away from Jared’s. She smoothed down the sheet, tucked it in close around his side. She looked at Lena—really looked at her straight in the eye.
“Good,” Sara told her. “Now you know how it feels.”
― Karin Slaughter, Unseen