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

“And yet my heart is buried with you in the strange soil of the mortal world, as it was drowned with you in the cold waters of the undersea.
It was yours before I could ever admit it, and yours it shall ever remain.”
― Holly Black, The Queen of Nothing

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

“Boy meets girl. Boy physically feels like he’s gasping for air because the girl before him is just stunning, absolutely … breathtaking. An unfamiliar feeling seizes boy—fear. Fear that he’s taken a wrong turn for all the right reasons. Fear that the moment could slip away and for the rest of his life he’d live with the excruciating agony born from the soul-snatching ‘what if?”
― Jewel E. Ann, Undeniably You