Quote by Larry Niven

“He slammed out of the room, determined to speak with Captian Overly himself. If there was any way to get the Merhammer turned around…

— Johanna Lindsey

“And revealed my prize. His one hand was covering his shaft but those beautiful big balls were hanging in perfect view. Curly pubic hair…

— James Cox

“With a shaking hand, he reached for his cock, and stroked it slowly from base to tip. Clearly, prayer time was over.”

— Rosanna Leo

“I lifted the latch, and there he stood, dark and tall, the scholar's gown falling from his shoulders like the cloak of the Black…

— Geraldine Brooks

“Dom leaned back to study the flesh in front of him. He was long and curved, not quite as thick as Dom, and the…

— Sloane Kennedy

“He is encompassed himself, in the steering clasp of hand on shoulder and scrubber-fluffed noggin bobbing in prayer to the gods of cock, filled…

— Hal Duncan

“But the next time I have to play fairy godmother, I'm shoving a wand up someone's ass.”

— Lexi Blake

“For the first time in his life, he wanted his wand back in his hand, not to defend himself, but to attack... to kill.”

— J.K. Rowling

“He preached as if he had a flaming sword in his hand. Bats fell out of the rafters. The organ started up by itself.…

— Terry Pratchett

“He had curled himself up into a minature sphere in the farthest corner of the box, a fuzzy softball that would have fit eaisly…

— Gwen Cooper

“He took a mental picture of this moment’s happy scene to carry with him into the darkness of that dreadful place where he had…

— Elizabeth Garden

“All right,’ Owen said. ‘Let’s have a closer look, then.’ He picked up a large scalpel from the instrument trolley at his side and…

— Trevor Baxendale