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“Without moving he had glanced down at her head, at the steady rise and fall of her breath. She had a tiny mole on…

— Beatrice Colin

“Well, that’s good to know. ’Cause man, do I ever like looking at you.” “You do?” “Oh yeah. I like these,” he said, and…

— Charlotte Stein

“I stared so long that I got to seeing them as being dark, ugly sins in my body, smelling and dirty, but my touch…

— Ian Cross

“He knew it from the moment he looked into her eyes, and a shiver of unrest went over him as he met them. They…

— C.L. Moore

“What unnerved me more than all the rest were her sunglasses. I could not see her eyes but, as I remembered the inhuman green…

— Diane Setterfield

“Such a pity, really; the prey falling for the predator. The victim in love with the killer... A mere mortal girl thinking a demon…

— Charlotte Munro

“He suggested devils, skulls, harsh masculine drawings. This thing was…heart poundingly good. She wanted to pluck it, and bury her face in it, and…

— Charlotte Stein

“Having been a demon curse, however brief, should leave a mark. A streak of silver hair, or bewitching eyes. Maybe crows on one's roof…

— Kim Harrison

“It was the thumbprints of human imperfection that used to move him, the flaws in the design: the lopsided smile, the wart next to…

— Margaret Atwood

“I saw his face, too; it was the face of the driver of the hearse, with a mole on the left cheek. Then he…

— E.F. Benson

“The long lids of her eyes closed halfway, like a basking cat’s, but the smile remained on that wide, soft mouth—those lips that hurt,…

— Diana Gabaldon

“He crooked a finger beneath her chin and lifted until she met his gaze. Her skin was just as soft as he remembered, and…

— Leah Braemel