It’s peaceful. Death can be a release and a relief for the person, and that is a blessing. The thing is, a lot of times, it is work to die. It requires physical and emotional effort. What sucks is tha...
I'm sorry, Butch croaked. Oh God, I'm so sorry...V put his arm out and curled it around the cop. Pulling the male close to his chest, he laid his head down on his buddy's.It's okay, He said roughly. I...
I'm going to talk to her.And how's that going to go? You're just going to walk up to her and say, 'Hey, I know you've never seen me before, but I'm your dad. Oh, and guess what? You've won the evoluti...
You're such a pain in the ass. (Butch) Said the SIG to the Glock. (V)
Written on the mirror, revealed by the steam, were the words, I love you, Jane.
Wrath jammed a finger in V’s face. Don’t follow me. We clear? You don’t follow me. You stupid fool, V said with total exhaustion. You’re the king. We all must follow you.-Wrath & Vishous
Whoa. Fangs. She had fangs.She leaned in, prodded them a little. Eating with those puppies was going to take some getting used to, she thought.On impulse, she brought up her hands, turned her fingers...
Parking himself on the chaise lounge, he stared at the gown that Lassiter had handled so roughly. The fine satin was bunched up in waves, the disorder creating a wonderful, shimmering display over on...
In the oh-my-God-this-has-to-be-Christmas silence that followed, he struggled to reorder the last six months, to catch up with this reality they'd somehow missed. He wanted her. She wanted him. Was it...
I ejaculated about ten minutes ago and the stuff was black. So everything is not normal.Silence greeted that happy little announcement. Man, if he had hauled off and sucker-punched V, he would have go...
Don't make me flip you offWhy would I deprive you of a favourite hobby?Because my finger's getting sore.
Butch, I got sick and needed some time to regroup. But I wanted to see you. That's why I asked you to come calling when I ran into you back in December. When you said no, I thought... well, you'd lost...
Beth's not on that train?Nope. She's not even in that station, that town, or that part of whatever country your metaphor lives in.
[...]you know what they say about messengers, right?Excuse me?Too much bad news will get you shot.[...]
You are in a prison with no bars. I worry about you.
The place is also big enough. We could all live there without killing each other. -RhageThat depends more on your mouth than any floorplan. -Phury
The necklace was a good excuse, he murmured.For what?I thought maybe I could go to Charleston and show up at your front door to give this back and maybe… you might let me in. Or something. I was worri...
The Brother was staring straight ahead and not blinking. Have we stopped moving? he said hoarsely.
As iAm cracked the door to his brother’s room, the poor bastard’s suffering stained the very air, making it hard to breathe—and even see properly. Then again, everything was dark by design. Trez? The...
If sex were food, Rhage would have been morbidly obese.(Dark Lover)