Oh, he did look like a deity – the perfect balance of danger and charm, he was at the same time fascinating and inaccessible, distant because of his demonstrated flawlessness, and possessing such strength of character that he was dismaying and at the same time utterly attractive in an enticing and forbidden way.
Simona PanovaTag: love man woman romantic beauty god romance relationships danger temptation myth balance charming legend character suspense personality looks girl perfect perfection boy description gothic hero young-adult attraction mythology relationship deity beautiful possession charm dangerous pretty nightmare in-love forbidden female look crush goddess handsome heroic male character-description flawless tempted distant attractive tempt attract gothic-romance dismay entice demonstrate fascinating goth possessive possess bewitched bewitching he enticing she tempting forbid young-adult-gothic-romance bewitch demonstrative dismaying enticed flawlessness inaccessible
Even I don’t know myself... In fact, I don’t know if I really have a self at all, as I’m constantly playing different roles and pretending – not so much on stage as in real life...
Simona PanovaTag: life love reality knowledge romantic identity romance real-life relationships different live self playing living crisis fact understanding self-awareness self-image play acting suspense awareness hidden gothic young-adult postmodern relationship understand masks mask postmodernism hide aware actor know roles gothic-romance goth know-yourself role even young-adult-gothic-romance know-myself self-identity-crisis
Have a look around, my pretty, we are surrounded by Death in all forms – just the two of us are still alive –
Simona PanovaTag: life woman death sinister dark darkness live living old dead horror black mystery suspense grave girl gothic young-adult graveyard mysterious beautiful pretty witch divination hide alive occult female look cemetery scary scared scare occultism still-alive ominous gothic-romance goth young-adult-book fortune-telling young-adult-suspense mystify mystifying horrifying lurk old-witch still-dead
Elsa's mother no longer spoke to her of men and love, but of duty and fate and accepting one’s burden. As far as Elsa could tell, if love really was the inherited female domain, then women were saddled with the biggest burden of all. It was pressing down upon them, the way the sea pressed down upon the creatures of the deep.
Kathy-Diane LeveilleTag: historical-fiction suspense romance-novel women-s-fiction literary-fiction historical-fiction-mystery
Now remember, they say if two people go together to visit the Taj Mahal, that means they will always be together. Are you ready for that?"
"Guess I'm stuck with you then.
Tag: romance suspense chaysing-dreams
Let me make it clear. There will be no repeat of that night. Absolutely not! Not ever, do you understand?”
"Who are you trying to convince, Tessnia? Me or you?
One day, you’ll fall for somebody. At first, you’ll fight it, because you won’t understand. But when you do, Tess, you’ll know that he’s the one--the one you would die for.
Jalpa WillibyIf I find out that you went within even fifty feet of her, ever again, your ass is mine. Do I make myself clear?
Jalpa WillibyTag: romance suspense chaysing-dreams
Sandy’s was one of those places that made poor, white trash feel like high-class consumers. This was the kind of place you’d take your mistress to, but never your wife. Wives expected better. Mistresses were impressed by the blandness of the over-priced wine and the vast Italian menu options.
Alistair CrossTag: horror suspense thriller bdsm
.” I watched her sip at the drink some more. She was strong, healthy, but also petite enough that I was certain I could overpower her. I’d made the right decision not to tranquilize her, I thought. Slipping some powerful barbiturate into a mixed drink wasn’t something I was above, but it always felt like such a lost opportunity. I liked the fight, the tightening and clenching of a woman’s body as she writhed for freedom. I felt the slow swelling of arousal between my legs and made no effort to disguise it.
Alistair CrossTag: horror suspense thriller bdsm erotica
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