“How Do You Know You’re In Love?

Meanwhile, Mr. Emerson had been adjusting himself under the table because the sight of Miss Mitchell tasting wine was the most erotic thing he’d ever witnessed. She was not merely attractive; she was beautiful, like an angel or a muse. And she wasn’t merely beautiful; she was sensual and hypnotic, but also innocent. Her pretty eyes reflected a depth of feeling and radiant purity that he had never noticed before.

𝑮𝒂𝒃𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒍 ‘𝒔 𝑰𝒏𝒇𝒆𝒓𝒏𝒐

“Beatrice. ” He clasped her wrist, pulling her toward him. He shifted slightly on the bed to accommodate her, enveloping her in his arms as she rested her head on his naked chest. “I thought you’d forgotten me. ”

“Never,” she choked out as the tears began to flow uncontrollably. “I thought of you every day. ”

“I’m —”

I lean in then and smell the triangle of his throat, cutting him off.

It’s something that I’ve been wanting to do ever since I saw that patch of skin in his office a few days ago.

And now that he’s here, I couldn’t stop myself from giving in and I was right.

I was so fucking right.

His scent is thicker here.

Thicker and headier and I have to open my mouth to take it in.

Leather and cigar smoke.

With a hint of cherries.

That’s new though and I wonder if I can lick it too. I wonder if I could take a bite out of it, his throat. Just to see if it tastes the same as it smells.”

Hey, Mister Marshall by Saffron A. Kent

“To the girls who never noticed Prince Charming…

…because the monster under their bed did that thing they liked with his tongue…”

Manik by Amo Jones

“And when something hurts, it means that you can feel. It means that your heart is not dead. That’s the whole problem, isn’t it? Because a heart never dies. You stomp on it; you stab it with a knife; pour gasoline on it and set it on fire; you ignore it and bury it in the pursuit of perfection. You do whatever the fuck you want to it, Arrow, but it doesn’t die. It beats and beats and feels. It feels all the things, good or bad, like this crazy little maniac that doesn’t know how to quit.”

My Darling Arrow by Saffron A. Kent

Jeez! THIS BOOK makes me cry nonstop.

I think that Violet is one of my favorite female characters now.

Dreams of 18 by Saffron A. Kent

“I scrub all the dirt away with my hands, but don’t know what to do about the filth that stains my soul.”

Sicko by Amo Jones

“He needs me to be a giant pain in his ass and tell him to put out his stupid cigarette when he gets stressed over his supposed failures. When he doesn’t listen to me and puts out his cancer stick, he needs me to put my mouth on his and kiss him, inhaling that smoke into my own lungs.

When he fists my hair and pulls my mouth back, looking all hot and angry, he needs me to tell him, “If you wanna kill yourself, then I’ll die with you too.”

And when he gets all jacked up by that, he needs me to spread my legs so he can fuck it all out of his system.”

My Darling Arrow by Saffron A. Kent

“She just didn’t understand how she’d become such a fleeting memory to him. She knew it sounded like she’d been a stalker, but she hadn’t. She just… loved the only way she knew how to—completely, utterly, without any shame.”

The Finisher by RuNyx