“I do not crave this" But he needed it before he became a danger to himself and others.”

“It's all right Vishous" she said "It's going to be all right.""I do not crave this." But he needed it before he became a danger to himself and others."I know. And I love you, too."" You are a blessing beyond measure," He pronounced in the Old Language.And then he bowed to her and turned away.-Marissa and Vishous”

“And for all he had learned to bandage himself up on the outside, the wound remained just as bad and deep as the moment it had been made - when it became obvious that the one male he wanted above all others was never, ever going to be with him.”

“He screamed for all he had lost...screamed for the half male he was...screamed for Jane...screamed for who his parents were and what he wished for his sister...screamed for what he had forced his best friend to do...He screamed, and screamed until there was no breath, no consciousness, no nothing.No past or present.Not even himself anymore.And in the midst of the chaos, in the strangest way, he became free.”

“I think you and he need to talk. And once you do, I won’t have to worry about being jumped like a felon again.”Blay frowned. “He and I have nothing to say to each other—”“With all due respect, the ligature marks around my neck would suggest otherwise.”

“Saxton shifted exhausted eyes over. "Must we do this?""What happened --""I think you and he need to talk. And once you do, I won't have to worry about being jumped like a felon again."Blay frowned. "He and I have nothing to say to each other --""with all due respect, the ligature marks on my neck would suggest otherwise.”

“G'on now.' he murmured with that Southern drawl. 'Lie on back and let me take care of you. I promise to go slow...real slow.' - Issac Rothe, Crave”