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“When he noticed my eyes on him, he lifted the blade up to his face. And with a smile that did not feel like a smile, he began to lick it clean of my blood. It was . . . Well. It just was.”
― Hot for Slayer
― Hot for Slayer
“What I am is an adult woman with agency and the tools to make choices. Feel free to, you know, treat me accordingly.”
― Bride
― Bride
“Some nights, when he’s walking past her door, he has to whisper to himself: “Keep going.”
― Bride
― Bride
“The scent is growing into more than just a problem. It invades. It swirls. It travels. It sticks to his nose. It concentrates, sometimes. They rarely touch. When they did, her wrist accidentally brushed against the front of his shirt, and he found himself tearing off the piece of fabric where her smell was most intense. He slipped it in his pocket, and now carries it everywhere. Even as he leaves to avoid her.”
― Bride
― Bride
“My smell. Do I smell like…?”
“Mine.” It’s a rumble in his throat. “You smell like you’re mine, Misery.”
― Bride
“Mine.” It’s a rumble in his throat. “You smell like you’re mine, Misery.”
― Bride
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