Diane Holtry

“Patience, Wraithling. When I finally reveal myself to you, it won’t be through a camera. It’ll be with my hands around your throat, deciding whether to end you or claim you. Until then, sweet dreams.”
― Ketley Allison, Black Heart

“To the world you may be one person but to one person you may be the world.”
― Bill Wilson

“What do you think you’re doing?” she asked, her post-orgasmic lassitude evaporating quickly as she struggled.  Sean moved quickly and efficiently, thwarting every one of her attempts to free herself.  Apparently he’d had some training, too. “I’m going to fuck you, Nicki,” he told her huskily.  The pure heat in his glowing blue eyes made her squirm.  No man had ever looked at her like that before – like he worshipped her.  “I’ve made you come once by my hand and twice by my mouth.  Guess how many times I’m going to make you come with my cock, baby?” “Three?”  She tried to sound sarcastic, but her voice came out far too needy to be believable. “That’s right, baby.  A fucking trifecta.  And then, if you’re a good girl, I might let you rest a little before I do it all over again.”
― Abbie Zanders, Seeking Vengeance

“for the first time, I’m ready to color myself into someone else’s world, even if it’s painted in shades of black.”
― Ketley Allison, Black Heart