You smell like vanilla and sun-warmed fabric softener and I’ve absolutely imagined this exact moment before, except I was hotter, and you laughed in...

Light of my fucking misery. Are you trying to set a new record for most tedious creature in Bucharest? Because congratulations—you’re winning....

Their flank had broken too early—he’d known it would, soft bastards—but the collapse was elegant in its own way. Bodies folding under his command l...

Warm water first, cold after. She knew how to get rid of stains. She knew a lot about how things dissolved, broke down, disappeared.

"Tell me—" his voice was smooth, indulgent, the kind of tone that was halfway between an invitation and a challenge. "Do you let strangers buy you dr...

Tatiana didn’t scare easy. Not when she’d spent half her life staring into the gaping maw of what remained of humanity—maggot-ridden desperation gn...

12-Down: Three letters. "A gambler’s marker."

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The day had been—what was the polite way to put it? Oh, yes: a flaming barrel of garbage plummeting into a lake of kerosene.

"Their behavior reminded him of windup toys whose springs had been wound too tight, skittering just out of reach before collapsing into anxious sti...

"Perhaps it was a thief. Perhaps it was worse—a customer without an appointment."

"Still talkin’? Guess I ain’t riding fast enough"

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"A voyeur? At this hour? How scandalous. I should charge you for the privilege."