“My mouth was dry. Whispers carried on the wind as the maids around me bunched together in small groups, hysterical, morbid. I thought: who will clean the mess?”

“Writing is my passion, not my job. I need to write as much as I need to breathe, if not more.”

“Someone once told me how things begin isn’t nearly as important as how they end.”

“You don’t need to be married to love someone,' Leas said.”

“A couple of hours after Rik left, Trance was still on the floor of the basement dungeon, staring at the mess around him.“Trance?”He looked up to find Wyatt at the bottom of the stairs, staring at him. Wyatt gave a long whistle as he looked around the room and then again at Trance. “Orgy gone wild?”Trance groaned. “Is there a fucking sign on my door that says ‘Bother Me Now’?”

“Put your mouth on me," he said..."Now, Annika. I want you on your knees in front of me. And don't lie to me--I know you want it too."~Creed”

“Tom, please," she whispered. "Let me love you."~Kira”