Ravina

“Do you want me to fuck you?" he said. Her head lolled to one side, taking her

eyes away from him. He reached out and pulled her face

around by the chin. "Yes or no."

She stared. She could not say yes, of course. Not and remain on that floating iceberg she'd found for herself.

"Yes means no," he said. "No means yes. Do you understand me?"

Her eyes fell to his cock again. Rose, heavier-lidded.

"Do you understand?"

"No," she said. "No, I understand."

Goddamn her. "Do you want this?"

"No," she said, and lay back on the rug, her hair spreading around her face like a cloud.”
― Meredith Duran, The Duke of Shadows

“Because he was English and that's what the English do under stress: they drink tea.”
― Cynthia Hand, My Lady Jane

“I. Love. You. Period. It’s a goddamn soul-shattering love that will never ever be matched. My love for you is unapologetic and forever.”
― Jewel E. Ann, Undeniably You

“It means nothing," she said.

"Nothing, Emma." And he bent down to catch with his lips the tear that slipped over her temple.

Her face turned a little toward his. He kissed her softly on the mouth. No hedge of thorns had ever grown so thick as the cold with which she surrounded herself. With his lips and tongue he willed it to melt. Wake up, Emma. Sleep no longer.”
― Meredith Duran