Death isn't peaceful; it is just nothing. Everything is gone. No more sunrises, no more hopes, no more fears. Nothing.
Linda HowardDonโt kiss me,โ she said warningly. โI donโt intend to,โ he replied, smiling a little. โI donโt have my whip and chair with me.
Linda HowardShe should have remembered her past experiences in the relationship wars and not let herself get so excited. Evidently her hormones had overruled her common sense and she had become drunk on ovarian wine, the most potent, sanity- destroying substance in the universe.
Linda Howard