Among the problems with shame was that it in fact did not make you shorter or quieter or less visible. You just felt like you were.
A book unopened alters not the ink on it’s pages.
Some bridges you crossed on your own, no matter who drove you to the edge.
Falling into ruin was a bit like falling in love: Both descents stripped you bare and left you as you were at your core. And both endings are equally painful.
I love you. And I’m going to keep loving you even after you don’t know I exist.
Terrific. A bisexual dominant vampire with kidnapping expertise.
As the vampire trailed a fingertip along the girl’s collarbone, she appeared to fall into a trance. It was not mind games on Zypher’s part. Females of both races couldn’t help themselves around him.
Man, that did his ego good. Matter of fact, she hit him with anything like that again, he was going to feel like he could bench-press a city bus. With a jet plane on its roof.
Hello, Doctor. It’s your man.
You never realized how thick your fog was until it lifted.
Man, life was complicated. But the truth was simple. He was her home. He was where she belonged.
When Vishous pushed open the door to the exam room, he got a gander at the kind of seating arrangement that made him think fondly of castration.
You will not live through this if she does not.
Yanking his inner manwhore back to the land of polite conversating, he forced his hands to stop.
Yeah, but going by that cold tone of voice, she had to wonder whether the best-laid plans of mice and vampires, blah, blah, blah...
When he frowned again, she was fairly sure that the nomenclature did not please him, and she found herself wishing she had been birthed to other syllables.
To his mind, free will was a privilege, not a right.
No stonger allies no greater friends no bigger fighters of honor could a king behould then these assembled afore me mine brothers mine blood.
There was both love and despair in his voice. He was truly handicapped when it came to emotions, and falling in love hadn’t changed that...
I have no words. Sixteen languages, but no words. -Vishous.