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320 pages, Hardcover
First published July 31, 2001
She tightened her vaginal muscles, over which she had complete control. When she began undulating them, he yelped with surprised pleasure. He'd probably never felt anything like it before, not even in Asia. [...]I can't, I can't take any more. This book is so rife with inexplicable descriptions that it begs MST3King. I want to pull phrases from this book and inject them in conversation as random proclamations, "Sweet fire of the angels!" ; "Tiny, careful fingers" ; "Not even in Asia." As I reassured my writer friend, as long as he never pens a paragraph that uses a variant of the word 'fire' thrice, a single old-fashioned and relatively rare term of endearment twice, adds in a nonsequential biblical reference, and describes the moment of ejaculation in 48 words, his writing will be freaking Pulitzer quality compared to compared to Strieber's and he will never, ever have worry about his book receiving this sort of vitriolic review.
Her strength was so great that it felt to her human lovers as if they were being encased in iron, or so they had always told her.
The penis, on the other hand, would feel as if it were being massaged by thousands of tiny, careful fingers. One man described it as the most divine sensation he had ever known. He begged her for it, even while he was dying. [p. 33]
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This was a damned thing, a very damned, damned thing! Because she was feeling a fire blazing inside her, and she knew what the fire was.
No Keeper [vampire] woman who had ever felt it ever forgot it, the alarming, painful, delicious heat that told her she was about to conceive. But her egg wouldn't drop for a human! And it mustn't!
No, no that must not— not— [p. 247]
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Paul was on fire with the sweet fire of the angels. Look at her pure, dear face — she was an angel! Oh, look at those eyes, those gray pools of innocence — she was the maid of Solomon's fancy. He pressed himself hard against her, thrust harder, and then as if molten gold were speeding in his shaft, he came roaring and yelling and laughing; he came as he had never come before or thought you could ever come. He came in pleasure and in love, in dear love, which has caught his soul afire. [p. 248]
"I'm in love," Miriam shouted. She raced back to the bed, threw herself at Paul, kissed him hard, then flounced back on the bed, pulling him with her. She said, "He's the best lover in the world." [p. 250]Please be advised that I do not recommend this book.