Lydia had been fantasizing about him to the point she nearly drove him insane with it. It had taken four days for his energy to weaken inside her enough that he could go and visit her without fear she would throw him across the town in a gust of wind, and thus cause a scene....
I wish life were a fiction novel. Then everyone would have to do what I say.
Without love, life was nothing but endless tasks and battles.
Only a sentimental being would care about such everyday things—things used and discarded by the humans of their respective eras without thought, yet kept and preserved by an immortal who never forgot them. An immortal who loved and cared for them, dusting them off for an eternity, keeping their dead spirits as alive as he—stuck...
My energies have been drained.Masturbating too much will do that.
For some reason, when people meet me and find out I’m a writer they always ask if I write children’s books. Um… please don’t let your kids read my books. Well, unless your kids are in their 30s or something…then yeah, they’re old enough. LOL
Soft flesh mingled with defiant will to create one frustratingly perfect woman.
People who make snide comments to authors like “anyone can write a book” or “well, you did it, so obviously I can/it can’t be that hard” or poke at a book because it’s “romance” or “genre fiction” and act like that somehow makes it substandard because they don’t read it… well, ok, go ahead. Write...
I’m like a stray cat. If you feed me, I don’t leave.
Jaden felt their boredom, their tired eternity. Beyond that, she felt their dying essence. They were immortal—all-powerful beings—and yet they were powerless against the onslaught of ever-changing time. They were lost in a modern world, one they didn’t have the energy to understand. And, in being lost, they were immobilized against it. Not even their...
Indie publishing lets me feed my inner control freak.
I look at life as an adventure. Each new chapter brings new opportunities.
I heart my job. I get to make things up for a living.
A stóirín, ya are a handful of trouble, but I kind of like it.
What good was living if a man didn’t have a family?