Nemesis

“Lift your head to me...’
His is the kiss of a timorous lover. Feel his inhuman lips on the throat, the heat of it. The bite, when it comes, is cold. Begin to sink as the blood flows into his mouth; it is almost soothing. No pain. No pain at all. His teeth grind into the muscles; ecstasy and torment. Life, the very being, is flowing out. Unholy nourishment. Holy nourishment. Drained slowly.
The trauma of it feels like being torn, but it is no more than suddenly having the ability to experience reality in a different way. Waiting for the end... for what? Cannot foretell. No longer flesh, no longer blood. Soul. Free.”
― Storm Constantine, Burying the Shadow

“Violence only begets violence when we allow it to. We always have a choice.”
― P.T. Denys, Violence Begets ...

“He broke away from my mouth and trailed his lips down the front of my throat. I felt his lips close around my scars. He kissed away their ugliness. His lips parted in tingling butterfly kisses that drained the strength from my knees. I realized he was mouthing words against my skin.

Not words. Just one word.

Mine.”
― Rose Christo, Gives Light

“Werewolf Property Laws



1. If I want it, it’s mine.

2. If I like it, it’s mine.

3. If I don’t like it, I’m still not giving it to you.

4. If it’s mine, it cannot appear to be yours in any way.

5. If it’s yours, it will soon be mine.

6. If it once was mine, it’ll be mine forever and I’ll be getting it back.

7. If it looks good on me, beside me, or under me, it’s mine.

8. If it’s shiny, I’ll probably make it mine.

9. If I trick you out of it, it’s so fucking mine.

10. If you bargain with me, you’ll soon be mine.

11. If you have a soul, my dark heart wants to make it mine.”
― Finn Marlowe