In an ideal world, he’d simply scrape the surface of his bottomless courage, carelessly slip off his horse, scratch his massive balls, and then stroll over to the Lair in his own good time. But...

The dragon turned on the children and unicorns, his mouth open. For a brief moment, they could see his eyes change from blue to a deep red, like coals in a fire. It was almost...

Die Wege in die Andere Welt sind so zahlreich und verschlungen wie die Flüsse und Bäche, die dem Meer entgegenstreben.

They sat and he drew her into him. Their lips met, sparking an internal firework display. His soft exquisite lips pressed gently against hers. His kiss held the exact right balance between tenderness and a...

books.” The first book I ever read on my own was The Neverending Story. I studied classics at university, and in ancient literature, monsters, witches, magic, curses, and impossible machines aren’t genre, they’re just Tuesday...

Ah, bloody hell.

Your love is like star sky showers and magenta unicorns.

We have time. Fear tangled into her clothes, cinched the shirt, spiraled into the veins.

I dropped my dress to the floor and sat on the sofa with renewed determination. This man was going to have sex with me whether he liked it or not.

You could write your way into happiness. It might not be the happiness you’d experience if Eldric pushed Leanne from a cliff, but there’s a firefly glimmer in writing something that would please Rose.

Then his lips were on mine and I lost myself, overwhelmed by the surge of Trey’s emotions as they flooded through me. I kissed him back wanting to forget my fear of being discovered of...

Her scream of utter horror and fright was a sound that no one in the chamber would ever forget.~Crispin.~

David tells me that fairies never say ‘We feel happy’: what they say is, ‘We feel dancey’.

Great! I’m addressing the King of Altoln…about who knows what, but I’m at the centre of it and everyone’s looking at me now, oh for all the gods’ sake Falchion, swallow it down and say...

It was like when we were little kids and we played games on the ivy-covered hillside in the backyard. We were warriors and wizards and angels and high elves and that was our reality. If...

Man, Sub-creator, the refracted Lightthrough whom is splintered from a single Whiteto many hues, and endlessly combinedin living shapes that move from mind to mind.

Even though we don’t admit it, every single one of us aspires to be like somebody, whether they live in the world today, within the bard’s lyrics, or on the pages in the Library

All it takes, is one leap of faith.

When we are no longer children we are already dead

Matt shrugged. It was a good shrug, too. All it was missing was a beret, a stripy shirt and a Gauloise cigarette.

There are thousands of other women to choose from. You understand me? And this court runs on ambition alone.

Carla had realised there wasn’t just one destined adventure in life, there were thousands of them.

They can keep their heaven. When I die, I’d sooner go to Middle Earth.

To let her imagine how great a lover I’d be, I ate soup with chopsticks. She went home with another man, but I’ll bet she fantasized about me.

The other one was filled with loud and obnoxious tourists. Always boasting on winning a sand castle competition and seeing who could get tanned first. What a whacky bunch of people.

Molti tra i vivi meritano la morte. E parecchi che sono morti avrebbero meritato la vita. Sei forse tu in grado di dargliela? E allora non essere troppo generoso nel distribuire la morte nei tuoi...

We get chased by orcs, I’m tripping you and running the other direction.

She was neither white nor black, Fyre nor Aquanite; she was a dame of the White King, and it was up to her, and her alone, to choose what path her life would take.

You go, girl!” smirk right back. I think of CK, how he and I often sat like that. Not because we were seconds from making out or wanted to look like a couple, but just...

Express yourself, Express your life, Express the Moment, Live the life.

He’s close enough now that I can hear his footfall on the pavement, and I knowmy chances of outrunning him are slim. I’m practically in a full sprint, and my pounding heart is begging me...

… They paid some madman who thought he was a decorator a lot of money to make the place look hip and unique. May be it’s my lack of fashion sense talking, but I thought...

A woman’s prerogative. I’ve had a very long time to think things over.”Botua’s charred body floated out of some locked section of her mind. Her will hardened. She’d learned the cost of hesitation. Things were...

No–one believes they’re a hero. But that doesn’t mean they’re not heroic – Captain Spectre.

Dear, that is not St. Vincent’s fantasy, it’s his reality. And you’re probably the first sweet, decent girl he’s ever had anything to do with.

Wisdom cannot be stolen – it can only be shared.

Just write what You want to write, how You want to write it! K.D.Faerydae

He’ll probably be a bit Looneyville for a while.

I saw sadness when I looked at what was left of them. The demigods who had once controlled the heavens had been brought low, humbled to the point of death. I always imagined I heart...

Guerilla warfare? I was in way over my head. I told myself that I could do this. It was guerilla warfare every time I went to sleep.

Yes, I’m Daniel Tahi.” I know what your lips taste like.I know you roll your eyes when you think someone is an idiot. I know that you wish you were six inches shorter because you...

We hope you have found challenge in your path this morning.” — Laniel, Abbot of Bilkar the Furred

No one ever said you can’t have world dominance and a little romance too.

One of the most brilliant Russian writers of the twentieth century, Yevgeny Zamyatin belongs to the tradition in Russian literature represented by Gogol, Leskov, Bely, Remizov, and, in certain aspects of their work, also by...

suspension of disbelief’, that beloved criterion of positivist criticism supposedly serving to establish the legitimacy of the fantastic, confirms this hegemony.

Always give the rabble something to love and something to hate.

We all straddle the abyss, Penny. If you never look down, how will you ever know who you are or what you will become? Your dad could never be ashamed of you, because falling in...

Where moments before the bright morning sun flickered through the branches of the huge oak trees surrounding the property, every-thing in a ten yard radius immediately went pitch dark. The air, already a chilly fifty...

it’s the way he uses language—which is nothing like the way fantasists used language before him. There’s no sense of nostalgia. There’s no medieval floridness. There’s no fairy tale condescension to the child reader. It’s...

«Non ti è chiara una cosa, voglio godermi il calore del tuo corpo fino in fondo. Sai che voglio dire? Non vorrei consumare prima della tua consacrazione alla famiglia,ma è così difficile resisterti», disse accarezzandomi...