The Crazy how much power we give four letter words, am I right?
Love. Hate. Give. Take. Live. Kill.
So much power placed in something so small. We shape our lives around such words. We submit to them. And why? What do we get back for our blind loyalty? Not a damn thing. I'm taking back my power and I will paint this town with anyone who gets in my way. I refuse to be the bug on their heel any longer.
Insane how little power we have over ourselves sometimes, am I right?
We see things we want; we know we shouldn't, but we take them anyway. We then get angry because of the fallout and blame everyone but ourselves. I'm already angry so why shouldn't I take? I already have so much, but I want more. He is everything bad for me, but I need him. So what he may be my half-brother? It's a 50/50 chance and I'm so done doing the right thing. What has it done for me anyway?
Maddening how our blood seems to heat with the mere thought of certain people, am I right?
Nothing deep and meaningful here. I just crave something sick. Something disturbing. Taking it could destroy that which I love most. But if I'm going to die anyway...
Incredible the things we are blessed with in this life, am I right?
Life is good. I have my dream job. I have the girl I love, though she's a bit divided as of late. It doesn't hurt like I thought it would. What's that they say about letting love go? She'll always come back. I know she will. I'll make her. We're nothing without each other and everything together. Anyone and anything else is just a bonus...
Divine what kind of trouble we can get in under the guise of better things, am I right?
But if I'm honest? I'm done pretending. I want to be happy. I want to be seen. No one likes a home wrecker, I know that but, they're all just so...delicious. So why not keep them all? Stranger things have happened.
Vehement is a dark romance centered around the taboo. Written in multiple POVs who is responsible for the bodies piling up? Who will live, who will die? Who will get their happily ever after? Anyone?
One thing is certain, for all things depraved, the appetite will be vehement.
*PRE ORDER DATE IS A PLACEHOLDER AND WILL BE MOVED UP*
My name is Lucid Quill, and I’ve previously published in the science fiction genre under the name T. Dawn K. It just didn’t suit me so I changed it. I still haven’t found my footing as an author, but I’m getting there. I hope for willing readers to help me along.
I started writing in the third grade as a means of defeating dyslexia. I had an excellent tutor that helped me learn to adore reading and eventually writing. There’s an incomparable magic in being able to read yourself into a new world. Being able to write one is so incredibly cathartic. It’s important to root yourself in reality, but it’s equally important not to drown in it.
It’s difficult sometimes but I’m pushing. I may never leave an impression on my readers, I may turn out to be their favorite, at the end of it all I’ll only remain thankful for the experience. Even if I never go very far, I traveled the few feet. I got there, I did it. If even just for me. I write as a form of self healing. I write to escape. I write to come back. I write to feel like I exist. I just write.
I'm kind of terrible at doing it consistently. Sorry in advance. I get a story going and then...crickets. I’d like to think any readers I may have or may accumulate would be alright with me not being the coolest human. I hope it’s enough that I try my best. If that all sounds fine to you maybe you’ll want to hang out with me sometime.