“I will not surrender my profession simply because men throughout history have been unduly enamored of their penises!" - Dr. Christine Putnam”
―
Jordan L. Hawk,
Widdershins
“My dearest Pudding pie" I read aloud."Yes, my little turnip?" "Hilarious," I muttered. "If you ever call me anything of the sort again we shall have words.” ― Jordan L. Hawk, Threshold
“I craved him, like an opium addict craved the pipe: the sound of his voice, the touch of his hand, his mere presence in the same room.” ― Jordan L. Hawk, Widdershins
“I seldom ate out, both for reasons of economy and because I feared someone might try to speak to me.” ― Jordan L. Hawk, Widdershins
“Do you know when I knew we’d be friends?” I’d never seen her vulnerable before. “No. I don’t.” “It was the first day we met. You addressed me as ‘Dr. Putnam’ without having to be prompted. And when Bradley insisted on referring to me as ‘Miss Putnam,’ you…well, you corrected Bradley’s shoes, but I appreciated the gesture.” ― Jordan L. Hawk, Widdershins
“Don’t sit down just yet, Whyborne,” the director ordered, motioning me to the front of the room. “We’ve a bit of business concerning you before the meeting.”I couldn’t possibly imagine what business would concern me. I’d dedicated my entire life to making sure business didn’t concern me whenever possible.” ― Jordan L. Hawk
“Whatever am I to do with you?” he murmured. The warmth of his breath feathered over my skin. Heat collected in my groin, my lips. My mouth was dry, my voice hoarse, and perhaps he was right and it was madness when I whispered, “Whatever you want.” ― Jordan L. Hawk, Widdershins
“That would be quite the headline: Niles Whyborne’s Son Run Over by Own Train. Father would probably raise me from the dead just so he could kill me himself.” ― Jordan L. Hawk, Stormhaven
“If the director fired everyone here who might go mad, half the museum would be depopulated", Christine replied. She exaggerated, of course - I felt fairly confident less than a quarter of those who worked here could reasonably be said to have taken leave of their sanity at some point or another. The library staff would be rather decimated, though.” ― Jordan L. Hawk, Stormhaven
“He brushed a kiss across my lips, there and gone before I could gather myself to respond. 'Come now my dear. Let's have breakfast.""Yes." There was a golden bubble in my chest, pushing out against my ribs. "Thank you for being patient with me."His smile turned the gloomy morning to pure sunshine. "You're worth it.” ― Jordan L. Hawk, Widdershins
“I grabbed Griffin’s arm. “Dear heavens, man! You’ve brought me to a house of ill-repute!” ― Jordan L. Hawk, Widdershins
“He kissed me again. “And I sat here in this very room and fell completely and utterly and irrevocably in love with you.” ― Jordan L. Hawk, Stormhaven
“Why did he have to be kind? If only he’d mocked me, or sneered at me, or merely tolerated me, then I would have known how to deal with him. But he insisted on being kind, on pretending I had some worth. How was I to defend myself against that?” ― Jordan L. Hawk, Widdershins
“I think I will remain here and work on my manuscript," Christine decided. "Going about talking to the locals sounds dreadfully boring. But if you find you need anyone shot, send word and I'll come at once.” ― Jordan L. Hawk, Threshold
“Ival!" Griffin screamed, raw and broken, and if I'd ever doubted he loved me, I doubted it no longer.” ― Jordan L. Hawk, Widdershins
“Don't be absurd. Do you think I'm going to remain here in Widdershins while you go haring off? One or both of you would end up kidnapped, or eaten, or God knows what. Then who would I talk to at those dreadful formal affairs? Far better I come along." Griffin shook his head but an involuntary smile creased his lips. "Indeed. How can I argue with such logic? I shall look into the train schedules straight away.” ― Jordan L. Hawk, Threshold
“I just want to be myself,” I said at last. “But no one else wants just me, except for you.” ― Jordan L. Hawk, Widdershins
“I need you.” The skin of his neck was warm, just above the collar, and he shivered when my breath touched it. “You make me feel alive. Everything else is just a role, but this is real.” ― Jordan L. Hawk, Widdershins
“You’re really choosing him over your family?” “Whyborne is my family.” ― Jordan L. Hawk, Stormhaven
“My dearest Pudding pie" I read aloud."Yes, my little turnip?" "Hilarious," I muttered. "If you ever call me anything of the sort again we shall have words.” ― Jordan L. Hawk, Threshold
“I craved him, like an opium addict craved the pipe: the sound of his voice, the touch of his hand, his mere presence in the same room.” ― Jordan L. Hawk, Widdershins
“I seldom ate out, both for reasons of economy and because I feared someone might try to speak to me.” ― Jordan L. Hawk, Widdershins
“Do you know when I knew we’d be friends?” I’d never seen her vulnerable before. “No. I don’t.” “It was the first day we met. You addressed me as ‘Dr. Putnam’ without having to be prompted. And when Bradley insisted on referring to me as ‘Miss Putnam,’ you…well, you corrected Bradley’s shoes, but I appreciated the gesture.” ― Jordan L. Hawk, Widdershins
“Don’t sit down just yet, Whyborne,” the director ordered, motioning me to the front of the room. “We’ve a bit of business concerning you before the meeting.”I couldn’t possibly imagine what business would concern me. I’d dedicated my entire life to making sure business didn’t concern me whenever possible.” ― Jordan L. Hawk
“Whatever am I to do with you?” he murmured. The warmth of his breath feathered over my skin. Heat collected in my groin, my lips. My mouth was dry, my voice hoarse, and perhaps he was right and it was madness when I whispered, “Whatever you want.” ― Jordan L. Hawk, Widdershins
“That would be quite the headline: Niles Whyborne’s Son Run Over by Own Train. Father would probably raise me from the dead just so he could kill me himself.” ― Jordan L. Hawk, Stormhaven
“If the director fired everyone here who might go mad, half the museum would be depopulated", Christine replied. She exaggerated, of course - I felt fairly confident less than a quarter of those who worked here could reasonably be said to have taken leave of their sanity at some point or another. The library staff would be rather decimated, though.” ― Jordan L. Hawk, Stormhaven
“He brushed a kiss across my lips, there and gone before I could gather myself to respond. 'Come now my dear. Let's have breakfast.""Yes." There was a golden bubble in my chest, pushing out against my ribs. "Thank you for being patient with me."His smile turned the gloomy morning to pure sunshine. "You're worth it.” ― Jordan L. Hawk, Widdershins
“I grabbed Griffin’s arm. “Dear heavens, man! You’ve brought me to a house of ill-repute!” ― Jordan L. Hawk, Widdershins
“He kissed me again. “And I sat here in this very room and fell completely and utterly and irrevocably in love with you.” ― Jordan L. Hawk, Stormhaven
“Why did he have to be kind? If only he’d mocked me, or sneered at me, or merely tolerated me, then I would have known how to deal with him. But he insisted on being kind, on pretending I had some worth. How was I to defend myself against that?” ― Jordan L. Hawk, Widdershins
“I think I will remain here and work on my manuscript," Christine decided. "Going about talking to the locals sounds dreadfully boring. But if you find you need anyone shot, send word and I'll come at once.” ― Jordan L. Hawk, Threshold
“Ival!" Griffin screamed, raw and broken, and if I'd ever doubted he loved me, I doubted it no longer.” ― Jordan L. Hawk, Widdershins
“Don't be absurd. Do you think I'm going to remain here in Widdershins while you go haring off? One or both of you would end up kidnapped, or eaten, or God knows what. Then who would I talk to at those dreadful formal affairs? Far better I come along." Griffin shook his head but an involuntary smile creased his lips. "Indeed. How can I argue with such logic? I shall look into the train schedules straight away.” ― Jordan L. Hawk, Threshold
“I just want to be myself,” I said at last. “But no one else wants just me, except for you.” ― Jordan L. Hawk, Widdershins
“I need you.” The skin of his neck was warm, just above the collar, and he shivered when my breath touched it. “You make me feel alive. Everything else is just a role, but this is real.” ― Jordan L. Hawk, Widdershins
“You’re really choosing him over your family?” “Whyborne is my family.” ― Jordan L. Hawk, Stormhaven
