Quotes from Thea Devine

A girl's life was defined by lines: fine lines, hairlines, bikini lines, class lines, the tightrope line between being a good girl and a slut. But there was always a moment when the lines blurred and a good girl had to decide whether to toe the line, cross the line, or stay safe behind the line that guarded her virtue.

She was so confused. No, she wasn't.

It was the blood: there was a turbulence in her that could not be tempered by all the good breeding of the man who had sired her

Secrets were safe at the Manor, kept beyond the grave in a devil's bargain to shield the sins of the sinful. No one would tell, ever, about the things that went on there, the weekend-long things, the forbidden things.