strong-heroine

What happened tonight won't change a thing.""You're mistaken, Lila. Everything started changing the moment we met.

Sex or sleep? What will it be, Lila?

And Mother, I love her dearly, but she flies into a panic whenever I mention women__ rights. As she sees it, it will be so much more difficult to marry me off if I am not only of a weak constitution but of a progressive mind as well.

It seemed to me that Mr. Forrester would approve of a woman who could follow him in conversation and not be baffled by ledgers and currency conversions. I had grossly overestimated him.

Another tug and a yank at my chestnut curls and she snarls at me, __ou are so much like her.__his is something my mother often says and never explains. Though it is a great mystery to me it is also a blessing, for she always hurries from the room after saying it.

I missed her smile_the way she would roll her eyes when she thought I was being ridiculous_the quiet way she almost tiptoed when she walked that gave her away as a ballerina_the fact that she could probably give me a fairly decent ass-kicking if she set her mind to it. I missed it all.I missed her.

My sweet lemming,_ he murmured, nuzzling her neck and sending glorious spirals of pleasure ping-ponging throughout her body. __ou__e been quiet and that worries me._ __hy?_ she asked, trailing her hand down his banded forearm to entwine her fingers within his.__ecause that means you__e thinking, and a thinking woman is usually something to fear.

I'd never known that I could feel this broken and whole at once.

I may be in pain, but I am not weak.

You don__ need princes to save you. I don__ have a lot of patience for stories in which women are rescued by men.

I'm a damsel, I'm in distress, I can handle this. Have a nice day!

Broken people are the most dangerous...because they just don't give a fuck

You know where I__ going to be, and you__l know where I__e been every step of my way to get there. You__e made a hobby out of taking things away from me_ a lot of them I never even knew to miss, but I know now. I know what you just took, and there__ no way you__e taking anything else from me. It__ time for me to start taking from you,_ Wednesday said with a confidence in her voice that even she noticed and was proud to hear.__ thought you said you weren__ running from me anymore,_ Klein said with a laugh in his voice.Her face was red, and she felt like she was on fire. She managed, summoning all her will, to keep herself from screaming and instead, keep an even and icy voice. ____ not, you piece of shit. Now, I__ running at you.

I__e succumbed to the absolute power of the man that pulls, culls, calls my unwitting submission. And I__e embraced the power of my submission to draw him in further, to have him kneeling and worshiping what he__ conquered. I__e known surrender and strength with him. True freedom. And a hell of a lot of orgasms.

I am not light nor the absence of it. I am the broad spectrum. Everything that makes you think, want to touch, or taste. Don't box me into that life that you so desperately need to be black and white because that's not me; I won't fit. I am bold, brilliant, and beautiful, I will sparkle and shimmer every hue. Ever changing. Undefinable. So do not give me limits or make me try to fit. There is no containing subtle softness careening into the harsh and dominant, every faucet creating a reaction which will cause you to feel and know you are alive." - Kendal Waller

I__e done some soul searching_ Looked deep within myself, ya know? I've reached the conclusion that 'Fuck You!' is my spirit animal, and some mother fuckers are going to pay. You can help me or you can walk_ but I__ in this. I__ in __il the end,_ Wednesday said.

She was a predator - a creature of the night who rejoiced in the thrill of the hunt.

My painful memories sift through me like sand through stretched fingers. Only small pieces cling and stay around for me to keep, the rest just disappear. I know not where and I don__