Our pendants glowed in unison and I understood that they represented us – Siren and human intertwined for eternity.
Erica Sehyun SongStichwörter: adventure fantasy fiction adventures fictional fiction-writing fictions fantasy-fiction fiction-fantasy fiction-novel fantasy-young-adult fantasy-ya adventure-fiction
She snorted in amusement at my remark. “When are the guards going to start to notice?”
Keith peered into the distance. “Starting now,
Stichwörter: adventure fantasy fiction adventures fictional fiction-writing fictions fantasy-fiction fiction-fantasy fiction-novel fantasy-young-adult fantasy-ya adventure-fiction
Blake smiled while greeting him and turned to introduce me to his friend from Camp Lejeune. Blake made the formal introductions while I studied the two distinguished men. I liked the way they both carried themselves in a dignified manner with confidence, but not too much that they seemed arrogant. I was fascinated by them. Sleek. Forget eye candy. These two are like eye caffeine. I feel energized just looking at them.
Debra KayStichwörter: romance drama contemporary-romance erotic-romance romance-love fiction-novel beach-read military-romance
To me, the café was a morning casino. A casino where I played for my life, staked the dawning day and, like any inveterate gambler, was unfazed by the fact that I lost my slice of sunlight more often than I won it.
Elizaveta MikhailichenkoStichwörter: fiction-novel
I drank the dregs of the wine to what remained of my health.
I gave the last of my fervor for what remained of my hope.
I cannot say for sure that this country is cursed,
Honey flows with the milk, and the milk might curdle.
Eli7
Stichwörter: fiction-novel poetry-quotes
Though a modern woman’s computer is more intimate than her bed...
Elizaveta MikhailichenkoStichwörter: love woman fiction-novel
I don’t even like cemeteries. Morgues, either, nor anatomy museums, undertakers’ parlors, funeral chapels, or any of those places where the world of the living sparks against the world of the dead, and a spot of burned out time fades, diffuse in an ocean of timelessness.
Elizaveta MikhailichenkoStichwörter: death fiction-novel
The first teacher, the first kiss, and the first crime. I’ve always been hindered by my dislike for repetition. The first time you do anything, it’s creative, but from then on it’s just work.
Elizaveta MikhailichenkoStichwörter: fiction-novel
I imagined/felt their palms sweating, their sweat mingling, mutually fertilized, and dripping to the ground, where it gave birth to a scolopendra, the forked ends of its tail bedecked with the sparkle of drying tears. Their sweat would mingle again at night; the sweat from their bellies would run down into their loins, fill their belly buttons, and glimmer in the moonlight like the tears drying on the scolopendra's tail.
Elizaveta MikhailichenkoStichwörter: love passion lovers fiction-novel
The impatient man of courage is like a premature ejaculation.
Elizaveta MikhailichenkoStichwörter: fiction-novel
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