Power Play Quotes

“Kakistocracy protects kleptocrats. They all wear the evil, manipulative gloves of greed and power play. ~ Angelica Hopes, Karmic Harvest Trilogy”
― Angelica Hopes

“For how long would you row in a boat of suffering, resiliency, despair, grief, pain, and loss, a fragile boat of apathy and fearful silence, as you sail along the huge waves of corruption, storms of kakistocracy and kleptocracy, the windy whiplash of painful injustice, the tumultuous, continuous waves of violence, and the bloody sea of impunity engulfing indefinitely the Pearl of the Orient Seas?
~ Angelica Hopes, Karmic Harvest Trilogy”
― Angelica Hopes

“True understanding involves sincere honesty and holistic, deep listening without the political corruption of evil power players. ~ Angelica Hopes, an excerpt from my book K.H. trilogy”
― Angelica Hopes

“Cyber trolls' deceptive manipulative, political power play, duplicity and devious hypocrisy cannot equate to true friendship.~ Angelica Hopes, K.H. Trilogy”
― Angelica Hopes

“We are slaves of Time. So we have inherent tendency to become master of others. Even in a family, a power play goes on in the name of love and duty (between parents-children, husband-wife). We must thank the pet dogs for absorbing this tendency of human beings and making home environment healthier.”
― Shunya

“I wondered which other phrases he´d plucked. I felt like a bird he kept for quills.”
― Naoise Dolan, Exciting Times

“She felt Ellis's eyes on her, scorching. "What do you like?"
Her heart was going to beat its way out of her chest; she could feel her pulse fluttering where he touched her.
"In, um, what context?"
Ellis leveled his hungry gaze at her. "You know what context."
Rosemary squeezed her thighs together, not that it helped. She was a goner.
"I like power play, you know, being submissive.”
― Nadia El-Fassi, Love at First Fright

“Stand up for me, love," Ellis said. The tone of his voice... sultry, low, inviting.
She stood, feeling a touch self-conscious. Goose bumps traveled across her skin as she watched Ellis take her in before him.
"Come here," he said.
The need for him: his praise, his touch, his mouth on hers--- it was all-encompassing. She walked closer, stopping just before him.
Ellis's chest was heaving, as if this was torture for him, too, the moment before they came together, and the delicious knowing. The knowing that they would. That there was no turning back now.”
― Nadia El-Fassi, Love at First Fright

“She looped her fingers around his belt buckle, arching into him, grinding her pussy against the hard press of his erection.
"Fuck," Ellis moaned. Open my belt, love."
She did as she was told, relishing the command. Ellis pressed his forehead to hers, and they both looked down between the space between them, watching hungrily as Rosemary unbuckled Ellis's belt and unzipped his fly, pulling his cock free. It was heavy and thick in her hands, and Rosemary shivered with pleasure as she gave him a couple of short, firm strokes, Ellis biting his teeth down into her shoulder, punching his hips forwards automatically to meet her strokes.
"You're so good for me, Rosemary," he whispered in her ear.”
― Nadia El-Fassi, Love at First Fright

“Need to taste you." Ellis lifted her up, his hands branding her thighs, and placed her down on the armchair, kneeling before her. He slicked kisses down her stomach, down the apex of her thighs.
Rosemary let out a needy sob when he blew softly on the wet seam of her pussy, making her writhe. The way he looked up at her, her legs wound around him, was almost enough to make her come apart. His eyes didn't leave hers as he sucked on the pearl of her clit, his tongue driving into the heat of her cunt. Rosemary moaned, her fingers tangling in Ellis's hair, holding him in place.
"Be a good girl and come on my tongue," he ordered, and with growing pace he fucked her with his fingers, too, arching inside her, pressing down on that perfect spot. Rosemary cried out, hoping that the closed door would muffle her voice as she bucked, seeing stars, riding Ellis's face and tongue until her orgasm abated.”
― Nadia El-Fassi, Love at First Fright