“and the wind gathered the leaves as a mother gathers her children and blew them irrevocably, lovingly, into the haunted wildness” — Elliot Mabeuse Copy Share Image
“Oh Angus,” she moaned. “Can’t you just use your…you know…your powers to clean this up?” Angus was walking to the kitchen, wiping his face… — Elliot Mabeuse Copy Share Image
“And as she looked at the pool she saw the waters gather up into a column, rushing up foaming and standing there before her… — Elliot Mabeuse Copy Share Image
“and the wind gathered the leaves as a mother gathers her children and blew them irrevocably, lovingly, into the haunted wildness” — Elliot Mabeuse Copy Share Image
“He took her hand in his and kissed her fingers, then shook his head. “I wouldn’t have let you get away. I was angry… — Elliot Mabeuse Copy Share Image
“... the slightest smile on her face, almost a smugness, as if she had some secret arrangement with my body that I'd never understand,… — Elliot Mabeuse Copy Share Image
“Life was profligate with beauty, only if you stopped to look, only if you had someone to share it with.” — Elliot Mabeuse Copy Share Image
“Touch speaks to us on levels, so much deeper than the intellect can comprehend, going to the root of us, to levels of comprehension… — Elliot Mabeuse Copy Share Image
“yes. Menace and danger, That's what passion is-dangerous love-love that put you at risk, that gets a hold of you and makes you do… — Elliot Mabeuse Copy Share Image
“A kind of sensual darkness began to absorb me and the words began to spill out beyond my control.” — Elliot Mabeuse Copy Share Image
“I don't know you very well, and i'm almost afraid to know you better. Maybe i love you because i don't know you. Maybe… — Elliot Mabeuse Copy Share Image
“Her arousal shocked her. It went against everything she believed in to act like a man’s slave and yet this was different. Just like… — Elliot Mabeuse Copy Share Image
“Intellect is eighty percent of the mind trying to get the body laid.” — Elliot Mabeuse Copy Share Image
“Well he’ll not get her, will he?” Angus exclaimed. “He’s just some little pond sprite. He can’t do anything out of the water, right?… — Elliot Mabeuse Copy Share Image
“but when i write, i feel like the most important man in the world, because when i write, i give meaning to things. i… — Elliot Mabeuse Copy Share Image
“When a wisp of fog blew by her she laughed and reached out her hands to it. When the wind blew she turned to… — Elliot Mabeuse Copy Share Image
