He waves settled to soft ripples, and he still hadn’t surfaced. “Isaac?” she swept her arms through the dark water, calling him, but encountered nothing but slimy weeds. Another few seconds and she was in panic mode. She ducked her head beneath the surface and swam down as deep as she could, reaching out in front of her blindly. Suddenly, a strong hand clamped around her ankle. She instinctively kicked and fought her way up for air, gasping as she reached the surface, but he didn’t let go, only shifted his grip to her thighs as he pulled her close and guided her legs around his waist.“ That was mean, ” she gasped, very aware of every inch of him in physical contact with her. His gaze dipped down to the tops of her breasts showing through the thin fabric of her bra, and his arms tightened around her. “I can’t seem to form thoughts at the moment, ” he groaned, pressing a kiss to her mouth before scraping down the side of her neck. “But I’m fairly certain you would take the title for meanness if we were keeping score, ” he murmured against her skin. She broke out in goose bumps all the way down to her toes, and it had nothing to do with the chill in the water. . Chloe Jacobs
Most books on witchcraft will tell you that witches work naked. This is because most books on witchcraft were written by men.
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Neil Gaiman
I should have learned this, she thought. I wanted to learn fire, and pain, but I should have learned people.
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Terry Pratchett
At such times the universe gets a little closer to us. They are strange times, times of beginnings and endings. Dangerous and powerful. And we feel it even if we don't know what it is. These times are not necessarily good, and not necessarily bad....
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Terry Pratchett
Pray to whatever you believe in that they don't send the snakes.
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Zoe Forward
So, you're the Santa Claus of the magic world with a naughty and nice list?
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Zoe Forward
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He waves settled to soft ripples, and he still hadn’t surfaced. “Isaac?” she swept her arms through the dark water, calling him, but encountered nothing but slimy weeds. Another few seconds and she was in panic mode. She ducked her head beneath the surface and...
You don't pity a warrior for her scars, because scars are proof of survival and victory.
Isaac stopped her at the bottom of the stairs with a crooked smile. "I would wish you sweet dreams, but how can they be memorable if I won't be in them?
