“Look at me, Elizabeth,” he commanded. His voice dark and deep. “Lizzie,” I corrected without thought, completely out of habit. My eyes widened. I couldn’t believe I had just corrected him. Instinctively I felt that was something people just didn’t do around this man. If he said the sky were purple with pink spots, I’m pretty sure everyone would agree wholeheartedly… and worse, actually believe it. He just seemed to exude that kind of authoritative power. The kind that could make you believe just about anything he said. He gave my hair a painful tug with both hands. “Elizabeth,” he stated emphatically, as if he were a god or a king commanding it be so. “I left a package in your dressing room. It’s a dress. I want you to wear it tonight.” Tonight was the cast party. It was taking place right after our final curtain call. I had no idea he was even attending. Wait, a dress? “The party is at The Brewery next door. I don’t think the cast party is that formal,” I offered, still trying to process why this man would buy me a dress. Realizing quickly that I might sound ungrateful, I stammered, “Not that I don’t appreciate it… I mean I’m sure it’s lovely and—” “Elizabeth.” The sharp command of his voice stopped my rambling. “Yes, sir?” “Wear the dress,” he ordered, not expecting a refusal and not getting one. “Yes, sir,” I whispered. Releasing my hair, he stroked the back of his knuckles down my cheek. “Good girl.” The moment I heard the Hall door close on his retreating back, I sank to my knees in the middle of the stage, feeling shaken and more than a little alarmed. What the hell had just happened?”
―
Zoe Blake,
Ward
“God bless adorable little book nerds and the stupid boys who don’t know their worth.” ― Zoe Blake, Sweet Cruelty
“Ilove you with so much of my heart that none is left to protest. - William Shakespeare, Much Ado About Nothing” ― Zoe Blake, Sweet Cruelty
“Fucking leaves you sweaty and sore, with marks on both your skin and soul. Fucking leaves a limp, satiated body unable to think clearly beyond the delicious euphoria that continues to rush over you in waves, long after your bodies are no longer connected. Fucking is an all-consuming lust that will not be denied. It’s feeling used and cherished all at the same time, and desperately craving the feeling again before the warmth of your partner’s touch has left your skin.” ― Zoe Blake, Sweet Depravity
“Some men send flowers after a night of passionate sex. Yours sends a high-tech security system.” ― Zoe Blake, Sweet Cruelty
“There can be no peace for us, only misery, and the greatest happiness. - Leo Tolstoy, Anna Karenina” ― Zoe Blake, Sweet Cruelty
“Unfortunately, after four years of college and almost two years pursuing a graduate degree, my clothes were decidedly broke student chic.” ― Zoe Blake, Sweet Cruelty
“wouldn’t fuck you if you were the last man on earth,” she hissed. I leaned over the bed, my hands falling on either side of her head, capturing some of her hair and pinning her in place. Looking deeply into her enraged eyes, I warned, “Well then it’s a good thing I have no intention of asking your permission.” ― Zoe Blake, Vicious Oath
“period” ― Zoe Blake, Savage Vow
“La gente se movía en los mismos patrones día tras día, vida tras vida, impulsada por supuestos sociales y genéticos preestablecidos.” ― Blake Pierce, La cara de la muerte
“Lizzie My life was… complicated. You know that feeling you’d get when you’d start to run down a steep hill? As you ran faster, there was this single moment… just a moment… of pure joy. You would stretch your arms out wide as you embraced the sensation that you were almost flying. You believed, truly believed, if you ran just a little bit faster, if you allowed yourself to dare just a little bit more… maybe you would actually fly. Maybe your toes would lift off the ground and you would touch the sky. So, you dared. You ran faster. Faster. You swore you could no longer feel the ground beneath your feet. All you could see was the bright, beckoning azure sky. And then it happened… you glanced down, back to reality. It was just the barest of seconds, but it was enough. Suddenly you realized, you weren’t flying. You were falling.” ― Zoe Blake, Gilded Cage
“Had he really just said he hadn’t planned on killing anyone—today? Meaning on other days that option was up for grabs?” ― Zoe Blake, Sweet Depravity
“Are you trying to say that man’s boorish behavior was my fault?” “If you hadn’t been putting yourself on display, it might not have happened.” My mouth gaped open in outrage.” ― Zoe Blake, Vicious Oath
“I know what you’re thinking. If you eat the lobster, I’ll expect you to sleep with me.” “I… well…” I couldn’t form a witty retort. I was too stunned that he had read my mind. Brushing my hair back over my shoulder, he leaned in to whisper in my ear, “The answer is you’re damn right I will.” ― Zoe Blake, Sweet Cruelty
“I couldn’t think straight. What had just happened?” ― Zoe Blake, Vicious Oath
“Was this what it felt like to love and be loved?” ― Zoe Blake, Vicious Oath
“You should be very scared right now, malen'kaya shalun'ya, because I’m going to hate fuck you into next week.” ― Zoe Blake, Vicious Oath
“You are a harlot at heart. This is your true madness and I’m your only redemption.” ― Zoe Blake, Wicked Games
“He consumed me. I fought against the power of his assault even as I clung to his shoulders. This was what it felt like to be the object of someone’s obsession. A constant battle between desire and fear. I warred with my mind even as my body surrendered to his touch.” ― Zoe Blake, Wicked Games
“God bless adorable little book nerds and the stupid boys who don’t know their worth.” ― Zoe Blake, Sweet Cruelty
“Ilove you with so much of my heart that none is left to protest. - William Shakespeare, Much Ado About Nothing” ― Zoe Blake, Sweet Cruelty
“Fucking leaves you sweaty and sore, with marks on both your skin and soul. Fucking leaves a limp, satiated body unable to think clearly beyond the delicious euphoria that continues to rush over you in waves, long after your bodies are no longer connected. Fucking is an all-consuming lust that will not be denied. It’s feeling used and cherished all at the same time, and desperately craving the feeling again before the warmth of your partner’s touch has left your skin.” ― Zoe Blake, Sweet Depravity
“Some men send flowers after a night of passionate sex. Yours sends a high-tech security system.” ― Zoe Blake, Sweet Cruelty
“There can be no peace for us, only misery, and the greatest happiness. - Leo Tolstoy, Anna Karenina” ― Zoe Blake, Sweet Cruelty
“Unfortunately, after four years of college and almost two years pursuing a graduate degree, my clothes were decidedly broke student chic.” ― Zoe Blake, Sweet Cruelty
“wouldn’t fuck you if you were the last man on earth,” she hissed. I leaned over the bed, my hands falling on either side of her head, capturing some of her hair and pinning her in place. Looking deeply into her enraged eyes, I warned, “Well then it’s a good thing I have no intention of asking your permission.” ― Zoe Blake, Vicious Oath
“period” ― Zoe Blake, Savage Vow
“La gente se movía en los mismos patrones día tras día, vida tras vida, impulsada por supuestos sociales y genéticos preestablecidos.” ― Blake Pierce, La cara de la muerte
“Lizzie My life was… complicated. You know that feeling you’d get when you’d start to run down a steep hill? As you ran faster, there was this single moment… just a moment… of pure joy. You would stretch your arms out wide as you embraced the sensation that you were almost flying. You believed, truly believed, if you ran just a little bit faster, if you allowed yourself to dare just a little bit more… maybe you would actually fly. Maybe your toes would lift off the ground and you would touch the sky. So, you dared. You ran faster. Faster. You swore you could no longer feel the ground beneath your feet. All you could see was the bright, beckoning azure sky. And then it happened… you glanced down, back to reality. It was just the barest of seconds, but it was enough. Suddenly you realized, you weren’t flying. You were falling.” ― Zoe Blake, Gilded Cage
“Had he really just said he hadn’t planned on killing anyone—today? Meaning on other days that option was up for grabs?” ― Zoe Blake, Sweet Depravity
“Are you trying to say that man’s boorish behavior was my fault?” “If you hadn’t been putting yourself on display, it might not have happened.” My mouth gaped open in outrage.” ― Zoe Blake, Vicious Oath
“I know what you’re thinking. If you eat the lobster, I’ll expect you to sleep with me.” “I… well…” I couldn’t form a witty retort. I was too stunned that he had read my mind. Brushing my hair back over my shoulder, he leaned in to whisper in my ear, “The answer is you’re damn right I will.” ― Zoe Blake, Sweet Cruelty
“I couldn’t think straight. What had just happened?” ― Zoe Blake, Vicious Oath
“Was this what it felt like to love and be loved?” ― Zoe Blake, Vicious Oath
“You should be very scared right now, malen'kaya shalun'ya, because I’m going to hate fuck you into next week.” ― Zoe Blake, Vicious Oath
“You are a harlot at heart. This is your true madness and I’m your only redemption.” ― Zoe Blake, Wicked Games
“He consumed me. I fought against the power of his assault even as I clung to his shoulders. This was what it felt like to be the object of someone’s obsession. A constant battle between desire and fear. I warred with my mind even as my body surrendered to his touch.” ― Zoe Blake, Wicked Games
