Gena Showalter
But you will trust me again, Annabelle. You will want me again, and we will be together. I will behave. You'll see. - Zachary
— Gena Showalter
By the way, only a real man can accept his feminine side."" I don't know who fed you that line of garbage, but I can promise she's laughing at you right now.
— Gena Showalter
CPR dummy looked like him and had clearly been stabbed. Repeatedly. In the groin. He thought she might have used the dummy for target practice, and tried not to be offended. Key word: tried.
— Gena Showalter
Dallas popped his jaw. “I do not cackle. I bitch like a he-man.
— Gena Showalter
Dangerous as a lightning strike, as lethal as a pair of crisscrossing short swords, William whispered, “You’re about to find out how your liver tastes, my friend.”“I have tasted it already,” Zachary said, his voice its usual monotone. The snowflakes began to fall in earnest, tiny at first, but growing in diameter. An arctic wind blustered around him. “It was a bit salty.” How the hell was a guy supposed to respond to that? Apparently William didn’t know, either, because he gaped at the angel. Then, “Maybe if you added a little pepper?” O-kay. It was official. William had an answer for everything.
— Gena Showalter
Destruction was calm, almost content-would he next break out in song like a Disney princess?
— Gena Showalter
Don't look now, but that's my ex over there." Surely I'm not the only one who takes "don't look now" as "there's no better time than now." I looked." Bad, Ali!" Another slap to my arm. "Bad, bad, bad Ali! Have you no self-control?
— Gena Showalter
Evelyn: There's nothing wrong with embracing one's emotions. Brittany: Mom, You don't just embrace your emotions, you make love to them hard-core.
— Gena Showalter
Every night death came, slowly, painfully, and every morning Maddox awoke in bed, knowing he'd have to die again later. That was his greatest curse and his eternal punishment.
— Gena Showalter
Feelings are fleeting, no matter how ear-shattering they seem; they never last, always change.
— Gena Showalter
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