Poppet

“Pulped in his crushing strength, his hug is enough to smear me over his body like war paint.”

— Poppet

“Now more than ever I wish I had a cup of oblivion. But there is no mercy for the people who have…

— Poppet

“She lowers her forehead to the floor, curling starlight tendrils under her face when she rocks in the yoga pose, so tempting…

— Poppet

“It destroys and resurrects in equal measure. It's paradigm shifting. The man I was before Nada has perished and left a changeling…

— Poppet

“Dropping my head I stare at the carpet, counting to four, waiting.It takes nine long seconds for her to find the courage…

— Poppet

“I die a little more, still in silence, paralysed by you, in fear, in pain.”

— Poppet

“He's as tall as the door, and I'm standing here without remembering the walk across the shadowed parking lot. When he turns…

— Poppet

“Lifting, smiling back at her giggle, her relief, I tease, “If you want to bleed sweetheart, I can make you bleed. I…

— Poppet

“Do not feed fear. Starve it.”

— Poppet

“He turns back to me, a strong hand swooping down and sculpting hair off my face, familiar looking arms curling back around…

— Poppet

“What the hell do you want from me?” “Spontaneous combustion.”

— Poppet

“An innocent smile skates closer with her movement, walking fingers up my stomach to halt over my heart, “Mate, you.” She nods,…

— Poppet

“His sniff rips a new piece off my heart.”

— Poppet

“The telltale clenching of hands into fists is all the invitation I need as I close the gap to hound his personal…

— Poppet

“Eyes sparkling with blue open and stare a scalded soul at me.”

— Poppet

“He's lighting up my life and I don't even know his name. He's already perfect.”

— Poppet

“The closer she hip sways to me, the taller and tenser I stand, until I'm so rigid my muscles ache.”

— Poppet

“He gives me one of those twinkling stares. His eyes coalesce and fragment color, glinting specks of midnight purple and an electric…

— Poppet

“How awful is it to be sane enough to be fully aware of the day you realize you are completely losing your…

— Poppet

“Why the hell do women always have to bring back up? It's not as if I'm going to molest her at the…

— Poppet

“Complacency leads to redundancy”

— Poppet

“Pushing himself off the bed in a violent thrust, his lats widen like wings down his sides, where his waistcoat is open…

— Poppet

“She wears those old fashioned pj's like body armour. Going to bed these days is like wresting with Kevlar.”

— Poppet

“You can only push me so far little slakax, and then I will do what has to be done, with or without…

— Poppet

“The flock mirror the madness of their liege.”

— Poppet