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“Where did the fiction go?
When did we begin to write off literature when its contents contained a character who remained true to themselves?
It’s not my job as an author to create a character everyone likes, one who personifies perfection.
However…it is my job to be true to the character’s personality, even when their attributes are dark, demented, and contrary to all we believe, or have been taught is right.
It is my job to show the reader, the good, bad, and the ugly of the protagonist’s true nature that resides within them.
It is not my job to create a character everyone loves, adores, agrees, and sides with.
True literature remains true to the characters within the pages they inhabit; even when the readers may not understand or agree with their integrity or lack thereof.
As an author I share a bond with each and every character within the books I write. Though they are figments of my imagination, they are alive, and to them I will always remain true; even when the reader may, or may not understand.
©2015 Suzanne Steele”
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When did we begin to write off literature when its contents contained a character who remained true to themselves?
It’s not my job as an author to create a character everyone likes, one who personifies perfection.
However…it is my job to be true to the character’s personality, even when their attributes are dark, demented, and contrary to all we believe, or have been taught is right.
It is my job to show the reader, the good, bad, and the ugly of the protagonist’s true nature that resides within them.
It is not my job to create a character everyone loves, adores, agrees, and sides with.
True literature remains true to the characters within the pages they inhabit; even when the readers may not understand or agree with their integrity or lack thereof.
As an author I share a bond with each and every character within the books I write. Though they are figments of my imagination, they are alive, and to them I will always remain true; even when the reader may, or may not understand.
©2015 Suzanne Steele”
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“Readers are smart and they know how to read more than just a book; they know how to read their authors.”
― Glazov's Legacy
― Glazov's Legacy
“A predator’s intention……
It is my intention to cause you fear such as you have never known. It is my desire to take your fear to a whole new level of terror.
I can smell your fear as its sweet scent flows through my universe. This small universe that I have created and am permitting you to exist in.
I say these things because you only exist right now because I have allowed it, for if I should choose, I could snuff you out as if extinguishing a candle flame.
I will make you thank me later for allowing you to breathe.
I will mix you a concoction of fear, pain, uncertainty, and arousal, such as you have never known.
You see my curious little prey these all create very similar physical reactions. My little prey… they have common traits on the emotional side too.
Curious prey, curious prey, let me growl my intentions into your curious ear. I will keep you in a constant state of fear, pain, uncertainty, and arousal. I know exactly what I am doing; I am a skilled and professional predator.
It is my full intention to own you! I will keep you in a constant emotional whirlpool. This is the universe of my making, and you exist in it by my power, and by my choice. I want you in a constant state of fear, physical discomfort, pain, uncertainty, and arousal.
I am purposely blurring the lines between your emotions, and your physical sensations. As I do this… I am creating a desire and a craving within you to be man handled and taken by me.
I am intentionally working you into a state of intense arousal, and desperation. I am conditioning you to crave your new life as my prey…”
― The Executioner
It is my intention to cause you fear such as you have never known. It is my desire to take your fear to a whole new level of terror.
I can smell your fear as its sweet scent flows through my universe. This small universe that I have created and am permitting you to exist in.
I say these things because you only exist right now because I have allowed it, for if I should choose, I could snuff you out as if extinguishing a candle flame.
I will make you thank me later for allowing you to breathe.
I will mix you a concoction of fear, pain, uncertainty, and arousal, such as you have never known.
You see my curious little prey these all create very similar physical reactions. My little prey… they have common traits on the emotional side too.
Curious prey, curious prey, let me growl my intentions into your curious ear. I will keep you in a constant state of fear, pain, uncertainty, and arousal. I know exactly what I am doing; I am a skilled and professional predator.
It is my full intention to own you! I will keep you in a constant emotional whirlpool. This is the universe of my making, and you exist in it by my power, and by my choice. I want you in a constant state of fear, physical discomfort, pain, uncertainty, and arousal.
I am purposely blurring the lines between your emotions, and your physical sensations. As I do this… I am creating a desire and a craving within you to be man handled and taken by me.
I am intentionally working you into a state of intense arousal, and desperation. I am conditioning you to crave your new life as my prey…”
― The Executioner
“I write because…
I write because I love the art and the magic of Literature.
I write because it keeps me safe, sane, and connected to you.
I write because it takes me to the places I want to go and those who wish to join me in the journey; may grasp my hand and my heart; in this stroll through this moment of time.
I write because when no one was there, the word was there: The word has always been and always will be the preeminent being in my universe.
I write because it allows me; to allow you to be understood and we are joined for a moment in time.
I do not write because it comes from a place of grammatical perfection; free of line breaks in perfected poetry; for my history is one of line breaks and imperfections.
I do not come to you from a place of polished and perfected; educated and critiqued.
No! I come to you from a place of raw, real, gutsy, and riveting. What I give you is raw, real, gutsy and riveting; with all of its imperfections and inconsistencies.
You have been touched, you have been curious, and you have been intrigued; you have come back looking, longing, expecting or not…
But then suddenly you were surprised; surprised that you could be moved; surprised that your preconceived ideas had been shattered by one who writes because…”
― Glazov's Legacy
I write because I love the art and the magic of Literature.
I write because it keeps me safe, sane, and connected to you.
I write because it takes me to the places I want to go and those who wish to join me in the journey; may grasp my hand and my heart; in this stroll through this moment of time.
I write because when no one was there, the word was there: The word has always been and always will be the preeminent being in my universe.
I write because it allows me; to allow you to be understood and we are joined for a moment in time.
I do not write because it comes from a place of grammatical perfection; free of line breaks in perfected poetry; for my history is one of line breaks and imperfections.
I do not come to you from a place of polished and perfected; educated and critiqued.
No! I come to you from a place of raw, real, gutsy, and riveting. What I give you is raw, real, gutsy and riveting; with all of its imperfections and inconsistencies.
You have been touched, you have been curious, and you have been intrigued; you have come back looking, longing, expecting or not…
But then suddenly you were surprised; surprised that you could be moved; surprised that your preconceived ideas had been shattered by one who writes because…”
― Glazov's Legacy
“Every author bleeds
a different color of ink,
some light, some dark,
but always
with an element
of truth...”
― The Cleaner (Born Bratva #4)
a different color of ink,
some light, some dark,
but always
with an element
of truth...”
― The Cleaner (Born Bratva #4)
“I write the way I do because some women don't want red roses and champagne--they need black roses and knives.”
― The Hit Man
― The Hit Man
“It may be a slow release but when she lets go, I’ll be there; she will fall and when she does... I'll be there to catch her.”
― Slow Release
― Slow Release
“Do something, lest you do nothing.”
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“So you admit of your own free will that you chose to date the most dangerous Russian mobster on the FBI’s radar?” I looked him right in the eye and said, “I think that you need to go, because as far as I am concerned, the government crossed a line when they sent you to monitor who I fuck.”
― Glazov
― Glazov
“I should probably warn you, my love isn't roses and champagne. I'm obsessive, jealous, and controlling, but I'm faithful and I'll be here when you need someone.”
― Home
― Home
“You listen to me and you listen good, girl. I am a dark, twisted, and very fucked up man. Do you know what a sadist is? I don’t give her time to answer. “I enjoy inflicting pain on women. Now granted, I have access to women that enjoy that side of my dark psyche but you, little girl, are treading on very dangerous ground. You are awakening a monster. If you feed that monster, there will be no possibility of caging the beast.”
― The Club
― The Club
“Who needs roses and champagne when you can have knives and Glocks?”
― Shattered Pieces
― Shattered Pieces
“My work is just beginning. The easy part is over—the initial capture. It will be far more challenging from this point on. I need to set the stage for her to bond with her captor -- me. I know it will take time for her to accept her fate. In the coming weeks she’ll move through predictable stages, much like the stages of grief: shock, anger, fear, even bargaining. Eventually, she’ll realize that she depends on me – requires me -- for her day-to-day, most basic needs. Then will come the final stage, a coup de grace that is to be savored and celebrated: acceptance. Her will to survive will break down her resistance and bring her walls crashing down. That’s my favorite part—the giving over of her will.
I straighten the cuffs on my tailored shirt as I peer through the door’s window pane. It’s interesting to watch her as she shuffles across the floor on her knees, blindfolded—the chains on her feet and wrists impede her attempts to move about freely. Her wrists are bruised and bloodied from her attempts to free herself, her vision hampered by a blindfold. And yet she fights. My brave girl.”
― Cellar Door
I straighten the cuffs on my tailored shirt as I peer through the door’s window pane. It’s interesting to watch her as she shuffles across the floor on her knees, blindfolded—the chains on her feet and wrists impede her attempts to move about freely. Her wrists are bruised and bloodied from her attempts to free herself, her vision hampered by a blindfold. And yet she fights. My brave girl.”
― Cellar Door
“Don’t. Ever. Fucking. Threaten. Me. Or push me away. Or let Bratva come between us. Bratva’s not a problem -- Bratva is our reason for living. You are my reason for living. You’re property—my property. You carry my mark.”
― The Cleaner
― The Cleaner
“Does love have limits?
Because if it does…
I don’t want to hear about them.
I choose to believe
In a reckless abandon,
no regrets,
can’t be tamed,
kind of love.
I choose to believe
no matter how dark,
depraved, or dysfunctional,
it becomes,
in its process of
being discovered;
it is the substance
of the one absolute
I can’t live devoid of…
It is real.”
― Slow Release
Because if it does…
I don’t want to hear about them.
I choose to believe
In a reckless abandon,
no regrets,
can’t be tamed,
kind of love.
I choose to believe
no matter how dark,
depraved, or dysfunctional,
it becomes,
in its process of
being discovered;
it is the substance
of the one absolute
I can’t live devoid of…
It is real.”
― Slow Release
“Bratva men don't come at a woman with champagne and roses, they come with black roses, Glocks, switchblades, and game; because...
they take what they want.”
― Glazov
they take what they want.”
― Glazov
“When you give me art—give me something that reaches inside of my core and twists, taking the very breath that sustains me away.
Give me something that wakens me from my lethargy.
Give me something that causes me to ponder and question all that I have come to know; due to my circumstances that I have been allotted in this life.
Give me something that causes me to question my pride and arrogance of knowing that I am right in my thoughts, beliefs and perceptions.
Shake me: as if you had grabbed me and pushed me against the wall—shattering all of my preconceived notions; causing me to break out of the box that I have put others in.
Give me something that scraped over the scar tissue of wounds that you carry within, opening them afresh and causing you pain—real core pain—pain that you had pushed down; pain that now resides in your closet of skeletons.
When you give me art, give me you, or give me nothing at all…
©2014 Suzanne Steele”
― The Author
Give me something that wakens me from my lethargy.
Give me something that causes me to ponder and question all that I have come to know; due to my circumstances that I have been allotted in this life.
Give me something that causes me to question my pride and arrogance of knowing that I am right in my thoughts, beliefs and perceptions.
Shake me: as if you had grabbed me and pushed me against the wall—shattering all of my preconceived notions; causing me to break out of the box that I have put others in.
Give me something that scraped over the scar tissue of wounds that you carry within, opening them afresh and causing you pain—real core pain—pain that you had pushed down; pain that now resides in your closet of skeletons.
When you give me art, give me you, or give me nothing at all…
©2014 Suzanne Steele”
― The Author
“Simply put: I am an Author with deep passion for the written word.
When I read: I want to feel...
When I write: I want you to feel...
©2014 Suzanne Steele”
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When I read: I want to feel...
When I write: I want you to feel...
©2014 Suzanne Steele”
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“If karma comes for me today...I plan on shooting the bitch right between the eyes.”
― Glazov's Legacy
― Glazov's Legacy
“His onyx eyes are piercing, commanding pools of promise, and every time he pins me with that powerful gaze, I hear his unspoken oath that he won't quit until he has what he wants - me.”
― Slow Release
― Slow Release
“Oh the irony life sometimes throws our way. It’s almost like fate plays a sadistic joke on us just because she’s in a mood that day—fickle bitch that she is.”
― Femme Fatale (Black Rose #2)
― Femme Fatale (Black Rose #2)
“Oh, how I love you, mi amor. You are the light that shines in the blackness of my night. You are my North star, always leading me home.
--Victor Ramirez”
― Old Hollywood
--Victor Ramirez”
― Old Hollywood
“The only time a woman should be referred to as a slut is never, unless it's her kink.”
― Stray
― Stray
“Yeah, well, wait until I get in the mood to bend your ass over the nearest piece of furniture and fuck your brains out. You’ll be feeling all the love. See…that blush you have going on right now, that’s why I’m going to enjoy owning your little ass and staining you with my brand of dirty.”
― Expose'
― Expose'
“I am the happily ever after in your twisted tormented tale of your Cinder-fuckin-rella dreams.”
― The Club
― The Club
“The darkest light is one which is only registered by those who understand its true obscurity.”
― Urban Renewal
― Urban Renewal






