Karen Smith

“The willow submits to the wind and prospers until one day it is many willows - a wall against the wind.”
― Frank Herbert, Dune

“This is what true pleasure feels like. It’s not just the softness of a kiss. It’s not just the delicate touch of hands on breasts and tongues on skin. It’s the bite of pain, the threat of danger, the risk taken in dancing with the devil. I come hard against Zeth’s mouth. He leans into it, growling and sucking and licking as I scream out my release, hands locked on my hips, pulling me into his face.  “Fuck, Zeth! Stop! Please stop!” His back hitches as he laughs, still teasing me with his tongue. My legs scrabble against the bed, desperately trying to escape the intense post-orgasm rushes. He gets up after that, raising one eyebrow at me.”
― Callie Hart, Fracture

“You think I'm right out of a horror film, don't you?" "Well this is hardly a fairy tale, is it?" "It could be. If you let it." "Oh yeah? And who are you supposed to be? My Prince Charming?" He snorts at that. "No, silly girl. I'm the big bad wolf.”
― Callie Hart, Deviant

“And who are you supposed to be? My Prince Charming?" He snorts at that. "No, silly girl. I'm the big bad wolf.”
― Callie Hart, Deviant