“It was the desire that scared her. It represented a complete surrender to the darkest part of her, the part that had no inhibitions, no line separating right from wrong, woman from animal.” — Kristin Elyon Copy Share Image
“Still, the baths helped ease her pain to some degree, the darkness around her, calling her closer to that day, but she knew it… — Kristin Elyon Copy Share Image
“What do you want more than anything else?” he asked. She didn’t have to think about that one; she knew the answer before he… — Kristin Elyon Copy Share Image
“But just as she thought she had successfully hidden herself from the beautiful truth of the moment, eagerly welcoming unconsciousness or perhaps even better,… — Kristin Elyon Copy Share Image
“The devil danced at the gates of heaven as angels swam naked in the fires of hell.” — Kristin Elyon Copy Share Image
“I didn’t like who I was,” he said, staring at his glass. She wanted to see his eyes at this moment, but feared if… — Kristin Elyon Copy Share Image
“You still working this late?” “If I was, I’d have to arrest you for littering,” he joked, pointing toward the still-smoking evidence on the… — Kristin Elyon Copy Share Image
“It was the desire that scared her. It represented a complete surrender to the darkest part of her, the part that had no inhibitions,… — Kristin Elyon Copy Share Image
“She was pulled from her thoughts abruptly as she felt his hand tighten around her hair, lifting her to her feet. “Anything I want?”… — Kristin Elyon Copy Share Image
“I did not want to hurt you earlier,” he said. His voice had returned to the even tone from before. “But you are going… — Kristin Elyon Copy Share Image
“True submission, she had come to convince herself, was about strength, not weakness. But it wasn’t a physical strength, she was learning. She could… — Kristin Elyon Copy Share Image
“Completely understanding the difference between submission and weakness, Lana smiled.” — Kristin Elyon Copy Share Image
“I want you to coordinate you hand and your mouth,” he said, as he placed the next piece of steak at the edge of… — Kristin Elyon Copy Share Image
