“ He produced a wide silver tray with wrought handles that was piled with sliced bread, grapes, apricots, oranges, apples, cheeses, and a goblet of red wine, and put it on the bed.Wine? I asked. I wante… Karen Essex
“ I was lying on a soft bed of fallen leaves, their crunch unmistakable beneath me as I twisted and writhed. The air was cool, but he was beside me, keeping me warm. He was as familiar to me as my own b… Karen Essex
“ Waiters began to appear with tureens of soup, platters of fish and meat, and bowls of vegetables. Another with a huge gold tasting spoon hanging like a necklace at his chest showed the Count a bottle… Karen Essex
“ Lights like stars whirled past me from out of the darkness, and when I opened my eyes, I was lying on a bed covered in rich tapestry and piled high with pillows. The room was lit by candles in colossa… Karen Essex
“ What will I taste like? I asked.He inhaled deeply at the base of my throat. Sweet and pure, he answered, like white lilacs. Karen Essex
“ Princess of the night, I have come to offer myself to you, you say in French, the language of my homeland. Come with me. I am trying to look inside you, to foresee your intentions- lust, rape, or rans… Karen Essex
“ It is an interesting concept, is it not- the idea of never aging? Would it appeal to you, to be rich, beautiful, and eternally young?""I think everyone has a desire for perennial youth," I admitted, "… Syrie James
