Sara Kate

“Witch. The word slithers from the mouth like a serpent, drips from the tongue as thick and black as tar. We never thought of ourselves as witches, my mother and I. For this was a word invented by men, a word that brings power to those that speak it, not those that it describes. A word that builds gallows and pyres, turns breathing women into corpses.”
― Emilia Hart, Weyward

“I wanted to feel it for myself. To know you. To know why I’ve been so drawn to you. And now I know. The darkness in me calls to the darkness in you.”
― Karina Halle, Blood Orange

“What are we going to do?” she asked, plucking the thought from my head. “We’ll figure it out. Just know this. Now that I’ve had you in my arms, I’m not letting you go.”
― Devney Perry, Christmas in Quincy

“I guess I now have my answer to that stupid “rhetorical” question: If a friend asked you to jump, would you? Apparently, twat-waffle that I am, I would.”
― Laura Thalassa, A Strange Hymn