Stop it. Do not feel safe with him. The Stockholm Syndrome is not your friend.

To her, saving grace meant you got to live out your life like a normal person: You were healthy and strong, an the prospect of death was just some far-off, barely acknowledged hypothetical. A debt to be paid off in a future you couldn't imagine

Word of advice. These have a kick, so don’t suck too hard—” Holy hypoxia, Batman.

I wish to be naked before you," she commanded. "Make it so, Manuel.

Look, you didn't fail me. Because you can't fail at the impossible." -Zsadist to Phury

I ejaculated about ten minutes ago and the stuff was black. So everything is not normal." Silence greeted that happy little announcement. Man, if he had hauled off and sucker-punched V, he would have gotten less of a shocked-out reaction.

Rhage exhaled slowly, air easing out of his nose. As he sank into his skin, he reveled in the perfection of peace. The heavenly silence. The great roaring absence.