Lucian Bane · 122 pages
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“Watching. Watching with those piercing, clit licking blue eyes.”
― Lucian Bane, quote from White Knight Dom Academy 2nd Semester
“Volatile, raw hunger. Promising. No... more than promising. Swearing. A brutal swearing of intentions. Oh, God yes.”
― Lucian Bane, quote from White Knight Dom Academy 2nd Semester
“He allowed a guarded love out, but he never allowed any in. With Tara… everything was wide open. She was the ocean and his heart was a gaping hole at the bottom, sucking her down with a scary ferocity. At that rate it devoured, he’d drain her dry. And the cravings… they seemed to constantly evolve and morph into… what? Only God knew.”
― Lucian Bane, quote from White Knight Dom Academy 2nd Semester
“face. She glided her fingers over the rough skin where his beard grew, feeling how real he was. Real, and with her in that past.”
― Lucian Bane, quote from White Knight Dom Academy 2nd Semester
“He swirled his tongue and sucked with his lips, his deep groans vibrating over her”
― Lucian Bane, quote from White Knight Dom Academy 2nd Semester
“making the muscle flex. She gave desperate pants as he pushed just the tip in while slowly picking up speed with his other finger.”
― Lucian Bane, quote from White Knight Dom Academy 2nd Semester
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“Chronicler shook his head and Bast gave a frustrated sigh. "How about plays? Have you seen The Ghost and the Goosegirl or The Ha'penny King?"
Chronicler frowned. "Is that the one where the king sells his crown to an orphan boy?"
Bast nodded. "And the boy becomes a better king than the original. The goosegirl dresses like a countess and everyone is stunned by her grace and charm." He hesitated, struggling to find the words he wanted. "You see, there's a fundamental connection between seeming and being. Every Fae child knows this, but you mortals never seem to see. We understand how dangerous a mask can be. We all become what we pretend to be."
Chronicler relaxed a bit, sensing familiar ground. "That's basic psychology. You dress a beggar in fine clothes, people treat him like a noble, and he lives up to their expectations."
"That's only the smallest piece of it," Bast said. "The truth is deeper than that. It's..." Bast floundered for a moment. "It's like everyone tells a story about themselves inside their own head. Always. All the time. That story makes you what you are. We build ourselves out of that story."
Frowning, Chronicler opened his mouth, but Bast held up a hand to stop him. "No, listen. I've got it now. You meet a girl: shy, unassuming. If you tell her she's beautiful, she'll think you're sweet, but she won't believe you. She knows that beauty lies in your beholding." Bast gave a grudging shrug. "And sometimes that's enough."
His eyes brightened. "But there's a better way. You show her she is beautiful. You make mirrors of your eyes, prayers of your hands against her body. It is hard, very hard, but when she truly believes you..." Bast gestured excitedly. "Suddenly the story she tells herself in her own head changes. She transforms. She isn't seen as beautiful. She is beautiful, seen."
"What the hell is that supposed to mean?" Chronicler snapped. "You're just spouting nonsense now."
"I'm spouting too much sense for you to understand," Bast said testily. "But you're close enough to see my point.”
― Patrick Rothfuss, quote from The Name of the Wind
“The order that our mind imagines is like a net, or like a ladder, built to attain something. But afterward you must throw the ladder away, because you discover that, even if it was useful, it was meaningless.”
― Umberto Eco, quote from The Name of the Rose
“In all her intercourse with society, however, there was nothing that made her feel as if she belonged to it... She stood apart from mortal interests, yet close beside them, like a ghost that revisits the familiar fireside, and can no longer make itself seen or felt.”
― Nathaniel Hawthorne, quote from The Scarlet Letter
“If you can't feel, why did you kiss me?"
Patch traced a finger along my collarbone, then headed south stopping at my heart. I felt it pounding through my skin. "Because I feel it here, in my heart," he said quietly.”
― Becca Fitzpatrick, quote from Hush, Hush
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