“I know how humans love. Their passion burns like a lump of sugar – quick and hot. And when the fire dies, they seek a new flame. They chase sparks instead of collecting the warmth of old embers.”
― Melissa Landers, quote from Invaded
“You'll feel better after a new pair of jeans and a triple fudge meltdown. And if that doesn't work, we'll watch Magic Mike."
Cara laughed as tears welled in her eyes. "Let's hope it doesn't come to that.”
― Melissa Landers, quote from Invaded
“It's like our whole culture is based on frivolity, and I never noticed before." -Cara”
― Melissa Landers, quote from Invaded
“She wanted to be a normal teenager again, to go to college and spend her nights reading and studying and watching Doctor Who reruns.”
― Melissa Landers, quote from Invaded
“When you preach hatred, how do you expect your followers to respond?”
― Melissa Landers, quote from Invaded
“I've always wanted to be a journalist, but what am I going to do? Write articles about which movie star had the fat sucked from her ass and injected into her face? Which professional athlete just confessed to shooting steroids? The last celebrity baby names?" Cara lowered both brows in frustration. "Who cares?”
― Melissa Landers, quote from Invaded
“Just because you change girlfriends before your gum loses flavor doesn't mean my relationship is doomed to fail.”
― Melissa Landers, quote from Invaded
“«Quando una cosa è così meravigliosamente buona», gli rispose con aria sognante, «vuoi che duri il più possibile»”
― Melissa Landers, quote from Invaded
“«L’amicizia cambia, evolve», disse Elle laconicamente. «E a volte passa. È nella natura delle cose»”
― Melissa Landers, quote from Invaded
“«E questo sentimento», si premette una mano sul petto, «per lui non durerà. Lo so come amano gli umani. Le loro passioni bruciano come una zolletta di zucchero… Bollenti e rapidissime. E appena il fuoco si spegne, vanno alla ricerca di una nuova fiamma. Preferiscono le scintille al rassicurante calore delle vecchie braci»”
― Melissa Landers, quote from Invaded
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“owning cool or expensive BDSM gear doesn’t necessarily make him a good Top,”
― quote from Domination & Submission: The BDSM Relationship Handbook
“Bronson finally wandered off. Trevor handed me a Sprite and sat on the ottoman next to my chair. “Are you having a good time?” he asked, gulping down his own drink. I couldn’t tell what he was drinking since the glass was opaque, but I hoped he was keeping his word that his partying days were behind him. I sipped at my soda. “It's okay. I don't really know anybody though.” “It's getting close to midnight. Do you want to get out of here?” Relieved he had made the suggestion, I smiled. “Yes, please.” He took my hand as we walked out to his car. “Where should we go?” I asked as I put on my seatbelt. “I know just the place.” He grinned as he started the engine. We drove for a while and when we stopped we were overlooking the valley. Even though it was cold outside, the view was spectacular. Trevor left the car running so we could stay warm. Even so, I cuddled up to him. He gazed at me, the black of his pupils enlarged in his blue eyes. “It's midnight, Lily.” His voice was husky as he reached out and cradled my face in his hands. I closed my eyes, ready to accept his kiss. He pressed his lips against mine, gently at first, then more urgently. “I don't think I can wait four more weeks,” he groaned. “We're practically married now. Do we really need to wait?” I pulled back. “But we’re not actually married.” He stared at me in the dim moonlight. “You’re one stubborn girl.” Wanting to change the subject, I groped around in my mind for something else to talk about. The messages I'd received popped into my head and they wouldn't leave. “Trevor, I got a weird e-mail the other day.” “Oh, yeah?” He said without much enthusiasm. “Yes. They were about you.” That got his attention. He sat up straighter. “Who sent them?” “I don't know,” I said. “Okay. What did they say?” “Basically, they told me not to marry you.” “What?” He shifted in his seat to face me more squarely. “That's right. This time I sent an e-mail back, though,” I smiled, proud I had taken some sort of action. “And did you get a response?” “Not yet.” His hand shot out and grabbed me by the arm. “Tell me if you do. Will you promise me?” Startled by his response, I said, “Okay, if that's what you want.” He let go of my arm and I rubbed it where he had squeezed. “It's getting late. I'd better get you home.” Trevor put the car in gear and we drove toward my apartment. His sudden change in attitude concerned me. What did he know that he wasn’t telling me? The spring semester started a few days later. I was excited to begin my new classes and went eagerly to my first one. It was a required Humanities course. I was surprised to find Justin sitting in the classroom. There was an empty seat beside him and I pulled it out and sat down. “What are you doing in this class?” I said. “Oh, hey, Lily. How's it going?” His smile was warm and friendly. “Great. How about you? I hear you and Pamela are getting serious.” “Yeah, but not as serious as you, I hear.” I noticed he seemed very pleased to hear about my own engagement and was surprised. I guess he's over me, I thought. That's good, I suppose. “Yes. Three and a”
― Christine Kersey, quote from He Loves Me Not
“RAIJIN, TAKE ME NOW.
She shot Buruu a withering glance as he rolled over on his back and pawed at the sky.
HAVE MERCY ON ME, FATHER. TAKE MY WINGS. CHAIN ME TO STINKING EARTH. BUT THIS TORTURE I CANNOT ENDURE.
Oh, shut it.”
― Jay Kristoff, quote from Stormdancer
“The world knows nothing of you. That is my gift to you. You are no one.”
― Mark Allen Smith, quote from The Inquisitor
“Miss Tuppenceworth, W.’s pretty blonde secretary, looked out the window of her office, which served as antechamber to her superior’s sanctum sanctorum. “Why is it that whenever H.P. shows up, the sky is suddenly filled with multi-colored silhouettes of shapely women flying about? One can see outlines of guns among the female forms, and hear music filled with saxophones and trumpets. And there’s this sort of swirly gun-barrel shifting to and fro…Decidedly odd.”
― Mark McLaughlin, quote from Best Little Witch-House in Arkham
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