E.P. Bali > Quotes

“Five devils are approaching. Five black hearts are wanting. It is five who cry a dark and lonely song, calling for their queen. Lion, shark, dragon, wolf and...shadow.”
― E.P. Bali, Her Feral Beasts

“Childbirth is to women what war is to men.”
― E.P. Bali, The Warrior Priestess

“It’s like starlight and the primordial place between the stars. It’s heavy and sweet like a summer storm. It makes my whole body tingle.”
― E.P. Bali, Her Rabid Beasts

“And Goddess, I understand playing the 'ignore it and it'll go away' game all too well.”
― E.P. Bali, Her Feral Beasts

“Well, it turns out that, if the universe wants you to do something, it's gonna force you to do it. It's going to cut your chain and set you free, even if it's in the most painful way possible.”
― E.P. Bali, Her Rabid Beasts

“Some people think that the mating bonds we share with other animalia were created in the stars at the dawn of creation. That our souls have followed each other in groups since then, pining until we meet up each lifetime.”
― E.P. Bali, Her Feral Beasts

“of course. I had a reputation for being brutal, but even I had no intention of torturing the humans for no actual reason. I mean, give me a reason, and then sure.”
― E.P. Bali, The Warrior Midwife

“To find another of your soul group, something ordained by the Wild Goddess and the stars themselves, is perhaps the most beautiful and sacred thing we have in this mad life.”
― E.P. Bali, Her Feral Beasts

“Iswear that rage was the Goddess’ gift to women.”
― E.P. Bali, The Warrior Midwife

“Now, Raquel, you’ve told us that your beast leans a little more toward anima sometimes?” Raquel shrugs. “Yeah.” “So you don’t mind us calling you anima?” Raquel nods. “D-doesn’t matter which one.” “Good to know,” Theresa says, looking meaningfully around at us to make sure we got that.”
― E.P. Bali, Her Feral Beasts

“Saraya,” he whispered, his forehead against mine. “I was made to worship you.”
― E.P. Bali

“Savage is the only one wearing his red 'Dangerous: do not approach' lanyard, and he wears it like a trophy.”
― E.P. Bali, Her Feral Beasts

“Well, I'm going to make them regret the fuck out of everything they've done and assumed about me.”
― E.P. Bali, Her Feral Beasts

“The man I am cannot see it because he will not allow himself more pain. But he did not fall in his final hour and neither will you. Command me. I am your general of war. Let me lead us into blood and fire and then we will make love on the ashes of our enemies.”
― E.P. Bali, Her Feral Beasts

“A little unhinged, but there is no psychosis behind that face of celestial beauty.”
― E.P. Bali, Her Feral Beasts

“The two sides of me were fighting and I was starting to think my humanity was on the losing side. The darkness was too familiar, too alluring, too powerful. And stuck in a prison, power was something I badly wanted.”
― E.P. Bali, The Warrior Priestess

“When a man shows you who he is”
― E.P. Bali, Her Psycho Beasts

“But now I can see Scythe, leaning against the wall with his hands in his pockets. I grin at him. "Daddy shark do-do-do," I sing. "Daddy shark do-do-do-do.”
― E.P. Bali, Her Rabid Beasts

“There is a monster chasing me: my own fucking decisions. The consequences are catching up, hard and fast.”
― E.P. Bali, Her Tortured Beasts

“Xander says you may be inbred. Is that true?”
― E.P. Bali, Her Psycho Beasts

“Lady Boneweaver sacrifices for her friends. Sacrifices her skin. Her womb. Her honour. Because tonight, great beasts fight to purchase us. And where once before they used their claws and fangs, tonight, they will use the modern world’s form of power: money.”
― E.P. Bali, Her Tortured Beasts

“She came under my touch. So easily and so freely, that I stared, fascinated at my new possession. All mine, only mine, safe in my room, in my arms, for no one to touch and hold and stroke but me. Mine. Mine All mine. Her orgasms are all mine. Her mouth is all mine. Her touch is all mine, too.”
― E.P. Bali, Her Tortured Beasts

“Lions always wear their hair long”
― E.P. Bali, Her Vicious Beasts: The Beginning

“She gasps into my mouth. And it does something so primal to me. A growl tears from my throat, greed and desire taking me over completely. Her scent—gods, her scent is everything, and my dragon sways in approval. I sweep the sheet off her, sliding my hand down the curve of a delicious waist, down a smooth thigh and lower to the back of her knee. With another growl, I hike her leg over my hip, my cock painful and hard as obsidian stone. “I need you,” I mutter. “Fuck, I need you.” She whimpers, her own primal desires making her writhe, making her skin slide over my naked skin, leaving me panting and half-mad. My cock twitches and catches her between the legs, the head sinking into moisture. She hisses and so do I, making me slide my hips, greedily wanting to be coated in that sweet wetness. I palm her breast and she arches into me, moaning wantonly. The scent of her wet pussy makes me drunk and I suddenly can’t think of anything else except what that would feel like inside of my mouth and on my tongue and on my entire face. I want to cover my whole body in that sweetness. “I need to taste you,” I say hoarsely, sliding down her body, tasting her skin as I go. The centre of her chest, a line down her body. The taste of her is almost orgasmic, like a buffet of every perfect taste in the world.”
― E.P. Bali, Her Tortured Beasts

“Xander has that sort of dangerous masculine scent that drives me to do wild things—”
― E.P. Bali, Her Tortured Beasts

“That thoughtless waste of life, that sheer disregard for the innocent, makes my blood simmer.”
― E.P. Bali, Her Feral Beasts

“A foul scent lingers in the air, and it smells of misogyny.”
― E.P. Bali, Her Tortured Beasts

“This voice belongs to the shark. He smells of brine and darkness and I quieten to listen to his damaged voice.”
― E.P. Bali, Her Tortured Beasts

“Ghoul’s shadows taste sweet on my tongue. Soft like velvet, powerful like a midnight storm.”
― E.P. Bali, Her Tortured Beasts

“We do not react”
― E.P. Bali, Her Psycho Beasts