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“She was soothing chaos. Like that first taste of anesthesia, before you lost your senses.  Or the venom that numbed you before it killed…

— R.K. Lilley

“Fear swallowed her, deep and dark as the ocean and she sank into it.”

— Abby Slovin

“I was torturing her. Guilt was her poison, and I was pouring it down her throat.”

— Rebecca Donovan

“For her too, she had words on her lips, which died unborn, lay in her mind and turned to poison.”

— Cora Sandel

“The water was everywhere. It was soaking her clothes and in her ears and burning her eyes. It wrapped around her like a cocoon,…

— Jacqueline Green

“She felt a swollen green sac of poison pulsing somewhere inside her -- bitter stuff, hateful as hemlock. She was afraid that if that…

— Stephen King

“but that shadow self of hers wasn't so sure. The ugly, toxic thought was smaller than a drop of blood, yet it poisoned the…

— Kristin Hannah

“It was like a curse. He was her antidote. She was his poison.”

— Claire Merle

“The waters of her emotions ran deep, and he was only privy to the splashes on the surface.”

— Travis Luedke

“The girl looked at the mess she had made, at the ax, the shattered immortal, and the gouts of dark blood all around, and…

— Tamora Pierce

“She became transparent skin over bones, her eyes drowning in violet wells, her hands damp spider webs.”

— Elena Ferrante

“She wrote sniffing back the tears that flowed over the version of things that her unconscious insisted on sicking up.”

— Helen Hodgman