When I arrived at her door, with the weight of the entire world on my shoulders, she drew me into her arms and eased all my stress away. She comforted and spent time with me when she didn’t have to. She didn’t know me at all, had no idea who I was or what I intended for her, whether passion or pain. But her heart led her forward, that beautiful heart I wanted for myself. So when the moment came to kiss her, as we stood in the water at the beach, I seized it like a desperate man. I was a mad one on the edge of insanity, and she was the tonic I needed.

— Kenya Wright

Why am I terrified?

— Kenya Wright

Why let me heal when you'll just break me anyway?”“Because breaking you is half the fun.

— Kenya Wright

Without her, I couldn't live.

— Kenya Wright

Women formed from black smoke come to me at night, and they scream for me to not cut their throats or twist those tiny necks. They beg and cry. Then right at the moment when I can't take anymore, I rush up to them, slashing at the smoke with my hands. Do they go away? Never. They turn into familiar faces.

— Kenya Wright

Women will be the death of you.” Julio entered and sat down. “That's why I don't mess with them. They make men weak.”“You don't mess with them because you're gay.

— Kenya Wright

Would she flee if she knew the thoughts I kept in my mind? My hands went to her flat stomach. My fingers sank in the soft tan flesh around her waist. One day her belly would be full of my children and her mind would only be focused on me.

— Kenya Wright

Your arousal is like the sweetest perfume I’ve ever smelled... I can sense it all around me — tingling against my skin, thickening your blood and shoving me off the edge of insanity.

— Kenya Wright

You're going to ruin me.

— Kenya Wright

You’re not going to start screaming sonnets outside my bedroom window, are you?” He winked. “I just might.

— Kenya Wright