M. Violet > Quotes

“Some believe in love at first sight. Others believe that lust can be confused with love. I don't know what the clinical definition of love is. I just know that it's messy and imperfect and life changing. There are no rules on who one should love or how long it should take to fall. Love is intangible. It cannot be grasped with human hands or even understood with rational thought. Would I call what we did love? I don't know. It was something like love. It was definitely lust and desire and passion. Isn't that how love starts? Looking at the three of them lingering in the door-way, still smelling their mingled scents on my skin, something did stir and ache in my heart. Call it longing or pheromones or even foolish fantasy. It doesn't matter what it is. It makes me feel alive. That's all that matters. And I will not let it go. I won't let them go.”
― M. Violet, Wickford Hollow Duet

“As the night carried on, I was beginning to realize that as much as I belonged to them, they belonged to me. I was their good girl, but they were my beautiful savage devils. We would break each other. And then we'd put each other back together.”
― M. Violet, Wickford Hollow Duet

“Some believe in love at first sight. Others believe that lust can be confused with love. I don't know what the clinical definition of love is. I just know that it's messy and imperfect and life changing. There are no rules on who one should love or how long it should take to fall. Love is intangible. It cannot be grasped with human hands or even understood with rational thought. Would I call what we did love? I don't know. It was something like love. It was definitely lust and desire and passion. Isn't that how love starts? Looking at the three of them lingering in the door-way, still smelling their mingled scents on my skin, something did stir and ache in my heart. Call it longing or pheromones or even foolish fantasy, it doesn't matter what it is. It makes me feel alive. That's all that matters. And I will not let it go. I won't let them go.”
― M. Violet, Wickford Hollow Duet

“For all my dark romance, gamer-girlies who have ever simped over a faceless voice.”
― M. Violet, Fetch

“This was my reckoning. My self-inflicted baptism by fire. I needed to go down a darker path before I could bask in the light. I had cravings, needs, and desires that most would find unspeakable. But not them. They would give me every depraved thing I asked for. As long as I surrendered. It is when I give up control in which I will truly be free.”
― M. Violet, Wickford Hollow Duet

“This was my reckoning. My self inflicted baptism by fire. I needed to go down a darker path before I could bask in the light. I had cravings, needs, and desires that most would find unspeak-able. But not them. They would give me every depraved thing I asked for. As long as I surrendered. It is when I give up control in which I will truly be free.”
― M. Violet, Wickford Hollow Duet

“You never have to worry about dying when I’m around, pretty girl.”
― M. Violet, Fetch

“That was the thing about fantasies. They were only supposed to live in your head. But I knew that was a lie I told myself the moment I said yes to this life. That I would never be satisfied with imagining these depraved acts. No. I was always going to be the girl who sought them out.”
― M. Violet, Wickford Hollow Duet

“Moisture pooled between my legs as I met his eyes, blue like the base of a flame, fiery like the flame itself.”
― M. Violet, Little Fox

“Now, I’m going to take your character to the edge of death, heal her, then do it again. Over and over until I hear you cum.” The controller vibrates when you’re being attacked in the game.”
― M. Violet, Fetch

“She seems guarded and a little shy. I can’t fucking wait to break her and mold her back together the way I want. She’s meant for so much more. And once I have her eating out of the palm of my hand, she won’t know who the fuck she is without me.”
― M. Violet, Fetch

“planted a firm wet kiss on my cheek.”
― M. Violet, Little Fox

“I’m so close, Poe…”
― M. Violet, Little Fox

“The archives are in there. But hey, I gotta run to the student store and pick up some more supplies for tomorrow. You going to Swallow later?” Whoa. What? “Um, excuse me?” She giggles. “Swallow. It’s the campus bar.” Relief floods me, and I giggle back.”
― M. Violet, Pretty Little Psycho