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If a soul could drown in its own tears, then hers was already dead.R. W. Patterson
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There are always messages, even enigmas to be searched, mysteries to be solved in all of my books. I like to puzzle readers, but I do not make so to the point of being so complex that they will lose interest in the plot. And that for me is the essence of every great literature around the world, and that’s been so for ages.(..) Some were inpired by real life characters, some other books I wrote are hybrid fiction/non-fiction, so I pretty much get inspired by people who have lived, and even who are still breathing among us… so don’t get discouraged if I didn’t mention your personality traits yet. I might even have your name over my books, I must some day….Ana Claudia Antunes
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Fire and ice licked at his soul–whispered his name–drawing him deeper into the enveloping pain and blackness as he’d dreamed earlier. He suddenly wished to return to the rippling stream. The water would wash away the blistering pain…the fire…the burn. He’d wade deeper…submit to the current… He’d let go…R. W. Patterson
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There are 2 kinds of artists, essentially: those who want to make something popular, and those who want to make something dignified. But then there is still that rare hybrid case, and perhaps by that unintentional stroke of genius, in which one's work uncontrollably becomes both popular and dignified yet beyond its time.Criss Jami
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Inside, a deep-rooted force raged, buried in her psyche from eons before, percolating with a primordial awakening that had been long forgotten, until now.Unknown
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The only way to get the ending you want is to write your own story.Ashley Ford
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You want to show me your wrath? You want to hurt me, so show me. We can take this to the bedroom if you like–the bed might be reduced to kindling, but I’m willing to take that chance. Now fight me, ” he growled aloud, his obsidian eyes narrowing to angry slits. “Show me what you are becoming.R. W. Patterson
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We’re at church, for god sakes! ” she hissed. “This isn’t right.” He shifted just so, his eyes narrowed with stubborn determination. “Why? God is love. God nurtures love. And, I love you, Elaine Pearson, and not just for your lovely body.”“ You’re talking about sex, Ian.”He visually swept the church interior, noting the empty pews and flickering candles. “No, ma’am, I’m not, ” he murmured, turning his attention back to her. “Sexual attraction is only a fraction of what flows between us. My body responds to you on a physical level, but that doesn’t mean I’m not in love with your mind and your soul. Remember that, ” he stated with conviction, his words sounding like an order. "I can get inside your head, love. You and I are connected in the stars–whether or not you believe that singular truth is irrelevant. What we are…who we are…together…transcends the past. Every experience led us here. You need to stop fighting me…yourself…and us.R. W. Patterson
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Death had marked his family with unbreakable black halos, until only two remained.R. W. Patterson
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One celestial quake and the timeline belonging to her had imploded in the heavens like a dying star. It was like falling into oblivion, she thought wearily, the tattered remains of her life floated–unanchored in a vacuum of what was and what little remained.R. W. Patterson
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Grief–in all of its agony–burrowed deep into her essence, its serrated edges killing her piece by piece.R. W. Patterson
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I need to say something. Take it anyway you like, ” Ian stated, his eyes boring into hers with a fervor that left her holding her breath. Elaine started to shake her head. “Look, we just met…you don’t need to say…” His deep, cultured voice interrupted her. “Everything you are, Laney, resides in your eyes. I need to see you–all of you. Don’t take that from me while I’m still here. Please.”Tears welled. “You don’t even know me, ” she whispered. “How can you say that?”“ Because I think I do know you– I just haven’t figured out how. .R. W. Patterson
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Because I like to flirt with death. Let's do this, give me your best shot, human. Let's see who gives in first. This isn't my first time.Shakuita Johnson
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I want you, Elaine. I want your mind, your soul, your body. I want you as my mate. I offer you my soul–right now. Right here. Take it all–take everything I am, ” he murmured, his lips grazing the corner of her mouth. “…and I’ll even let you keep your clothes on.” She looked up at him, gasping at his boldness. In that instance, Ian’s lips slanted across hers in a consuming, mind-numbing, heart-stopping kiss. She moaned against his mouth, drinking in his groan before pulling back, chest heaving. “We’re in church, Ian, ” she panted. “God can hear us.” His lips curled into a small, knowing smile. “I’m counting on that, love.R. W. Patterson
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On days such as this, Death’s long shadow hung like a broken halo over everyone–a sign of things to come.R. W. Patterson