Martina Dewey

“You are not allowed to get lost unless I want to lose you. You aren’t allowed to be found, unless it’s me doing the finding. And the only way you’re allowed to die is if I choose to kill you with my own hands. Your life doesn’t belong to you anymore, and if I have to murder you tonight and paint the snow with your blood to make you understand that, I will. You are mine, Kingsley. End of discussion.”
― Tiffany Reisz

“She grew tired of shielding her body,
For societal expectation and propriety,
Double standards and sobriety,
Ideologies of prudent cries,
And boys who made her tell them lies.

She wanted a man who’d destroy her reputation,
One strong enough to feed her unruly temptation,
Not leave her alone in risk of damnation.
Someone strong enough to make her feel,
Like a free woman who needn’t yield,
Run with her naked through a field.
Live on the fringe free of restriction,
Treat her as a woman, undo the affliction.
A man who’d take her breath with desire,
Someone with whom her passions could conspire,
A man strong enough to keep up with her fire.”
― Jacqueline Simon Gunn

“He will win whose army is animated by the same spirit throughout all its ranks.” Sun Tzu, L’Art de la Guerre (The Art of War)”
― Isabel Jacobs, The Baron's Appointed Hour: Christian historical romance with a mystery

“I look at him and my body reacts in a way that it never has before, even in the throes of passion. I look at him and I start aching so deep inside it takes all I can to think, to breathe, to speak. He’s like the brightest flame and it takes everything in me to resist its call.

I know that if I give in, I’ll get burned so deeply, there might be nothing left once I come out the other side.

But, god, I want to step into that flame.”
― D.L. Hess