I'm a Waitress.
For awhile I taped soap operas and watched them at night when I thought I might be forgetting what it was like to be human. After a while I stopped, because from the examples I saw on those shows, for...
Come on, I said, taking his hand. Clutching the afghan with the other hand, he trailed down the hall after me, a snow white giant in tiny red underwear.
The last time I wore an animal hide; but this time I settled for this. Eric had been wearing a long trench coat. Now he threw it off dramatically, and I could only stand and stare. Normally, Eric was...
Hey, our hair's the same color, I said, eying us side by side in the mirror.Sure is, girlfriend. Eric grinned at me.
Fiction just makes it all more interesting. Truth is so boring.
And since I’m going to be in the neighborhood, you thought I might do as an escort? To an orgy?
No, I like you alive and warm and wiggling.
Niall had been able to mask the odor of fairy from Eric in the restaurant, but I saw from the flare of Eric's nostrils that the intoxicating scent clung to me. Eric's eyes closed in ecstasy, and he ac...
How grateful are you? he whispered, his mouth hovering over mine. His eyes were very alert now, and his gaze was boring into mine.That kind of ruins it, when you say something like that, I said, tryin...
We could go back to your house. I can stay with you always. We can know each others bodies in every way, night after night. I could love you. I could work, you would not be poor. I would help you.
It's hard not to respond when a master of the art of kissing is laying one on you.
They say there's no harm in daydreaming, but there is.
There was enough tension in the room to send a fleet of the nervous running for their tranquilizers.
If this was The Lord of the Rings and I had a smart British voice like Cate Blanchett, I could tell you the background of the events of that fall in a really suspenseful way. And you’d be straining to...
As I climbed up into the high old bed, the large fly in my personal ointment did the same. Had I actually told him he could get in bed with me? Well, I decided, as I wriggled down under the soft old s...
I hurt with you. I bled with you - not only because we're bonded but because of the love I have for you. -- Eric Northman
By the way, I haven't heard an 'I'm sorry' from you yet. My sense of grievance had overwhelmed my sense of self-preservation.I am sorry that the maenad picked on you.I glared at him. Not enough, I sai...
Are you a prude?' He seemed genuinely curious.'No!' But after a second, I said, 'But may be compared to you, yes! I like my privacy. I get to decide who sees me naked. Do you get my point?''Yes. Objec...
You were so sweet when you didn't know who you were.