Holly Wilde > Quotes

“Tell me you want this, Boo. Beg me for this Hallowpeen.”
― Holly Wilde, Hallowpeen

“If I were in charge of story time, everyone would be sharing adventures with masked men who give out hand necklaces and call you Princess.”
― Holly Wilde, Hallowpeen

“Pleasure and pain is the trick-or-treat way, and I’m surprised to find myself ready for both.”
― Holly Wilde, Hallowpeen

“Just because my guts have been ripped out doesn’t mean I can’t rearrange yours.”
― Holly Wilde, Hallowpeen

“all I can think about is how close their pumpkins are to my pie.”
― Holly Wilde, Hallowpeen

“My cheeks redden even deeper as I pull my stare from his uncircumcised seedhole.”
― Holly Wilde, Hallowpeen

“Since you want to act like a little twat online, then you can be treated like one. Pussies need panties, so enjoy choking on mine, Pussy Claus.”
― Holly Wilde, Sentient Claus

“I’ve always been a coffee girl, but being tea-bagged like this is more electrifying than any seasonal latte.”
― Holly Wilde, Hallowpeen

“double-pumpkin ass”
― Holly Wilde, Hallowpeen

“Are you sure it’s about what’s right and wrong? Or could you be targeting a genre that’s historically loved by women, and disrespecting them over whatever discomfort you feel about sensuality?”
― Holly Wilde, Sentient Claus

“It’s not like people are publishing stories with giant peens plastered on the front, afterall.”
― Holly Wilde, Sentient Claus

“My tastebuds buzz from his caffeinated cum drops.”
― Holly Wilde, Cupped

“Not a chance, Gourd-ous,”
― Holly Wilde, Hallowpeen

“I find my rhythm on the fourth egg. Discovering how to slip my thumb under that thin skin beneath the shell to slide it off makes me feel like all is right in the world again.”
― Holly Wilde, The Deviled Egg Made Me Do It

“Santa Cuck is in town, but he isn’t the one who’s coming tonight.”
― Holly Wilde, Sentient Claus

“The pressure builds, and all I can think about is serving her my finest cream. Hopefully she’s not allergic to nut. ”
― Holly Wilde, My Date With an Edible Book

“I know what I ought to want, and it isn’t hallowpeen. I came here to find another person, and I should be begging to get back home. But what I found instead was the chance to have the ultimate pumpkin spice experience, three horny and attentive men of legend who only want me. If I never go home, I think I’ll be just fine.”
― Holly Wilde, Hallowpeen

“The Hallowpeen comes and jacks you off at night, refusing to leave until your peen is as hollow as his soul,”
― Holly Wilde, Hallowpeen

“This book is written to be fun and silly, but I recognise not all of these themes feel good to everyone. Please read at your discretion. Mental health is important, and I value yours.”
― Holly Wilde, Hallowpeen

“I should warn you, though I’m sweet, I don’t do things sweetly.”
― Holly Wilde, Hallowpeen

“Somehow, what I thought was a trick is turning into a treat.”
― Holly Wilde, Hallowpeen

“You know as well as I do that being Naughty Listed is an extreme punishment, Santa. It’s treason to the season, and I won’t be an accomplice to your hatred.”
― Holly Wilde, Sentient Claus

“The orgasm isn’t the best part of this intimate time together, and we both can feel how different this is. There’s something magical between us, something I can’t describe but I know is real.”
― Holly Wilde, Hallowpeen

“Please, I’m aching for your Hallowpeen.” Like Halloween decorations hitting the shelves in July, they don’t make me wait any longer.”
― Holly Wilde, Hallowpeen

“I’ve got these anonymous social media accounts where I comment on naughty posts. Lately, I’ve been targeting these bookish influencers and authors, calling out what they’re really reading—porn for lonely losers.”
― Holly Wilde, Sentient Claus

“Hey! You get your dick out of my book!”
― Holly Wilde, My Date With an Edible Book

“His engorged gourdhood’s orange surface is slicked with froth, like a whipped topping on a pumpkin spice latte. Inch by inch, I stare in awe at his immeasurable length that dangles in front of me. The fluted base curves away from his body, jutting out like a butternut squash. Under a layer of pumpkin foreskin I can see the tip of the stem wanting to poke out.”
― Holly Wilde, Hallowpeen

“Am I really getting seduced by jack-o’-lanterns from another dimension? Simply put, yes.”
― Holly Wilde, Hallowpeen

“caramelicious hunk.”
― Holly Wilde, Hallowpeen

“He captures beings like me, shifters who can transform between human and object. He sells us to collectors who see us as nothing more than rare trinkets.”
― Holly Wilde, My Date With an Edible Book