“Fear only has power when I cower under the illusion.”

“You can only push me so far little slakax, and then I will do what has to be done, with or without your permission.”

“I die a little more, still in silence, paralysed by you, in fear, in pain.”

“Naïve, and very very dangerous. If she only knew what treacherous waters she has just stepped into.”

“She lowers her forehead to the floor, curling starlight tendrils under her face when she rocks in the yoga pose, so tempting and sexy even in her deepest despair. Her courage is failing and I wait it out, watching the prone woman bend subconsciously in prostrate worship. She knows who I am or she wouldn't do that.”

“Do not feed fear. Starve it.”

“The activity has pumped out his chest and hardened his abs, and I can't believe I'm even noticing or appreciating it. His smile is naughty, the muscles in his shoulders thick and ripped, undulating with his movement when he adjusts his position for me to get an eyeful.”