“You did not let me keep my name, so I will strip you of yours. In this world, you are what I say you are, and I say you are a ghost, a long night's fever dream that I have finally woken up from. I say you are the smoke-wisp memory of a flame, thawing ice under an early spring sun, a chalk ledger of debts being wiped clean. I say you do not have a name.” LovePhilosophyVampire RomanceWoman S StrengthScorned Women Society Book:A Dowry of Blood Source: A Dowry of Blood
“It seemed strange to me, to suddenly be so protective of the rights of refusal of a girl I was dying to sink my teeth into, a girl who would probably love to see me crawl and beg and suffer. But I decided on the spot that if I was going to be a monster, I was going to be an elegant one, like my beloved De Lafontaine. There was no sense descending into an animalistic frenzy without the full agreement of my blood donor; there was no art in it, no beauty. And I would die before I sacrificed art and beauty. Life simply wasn't worth living if it wasn't by those principles.” VampireVampiresConsentVampire RomanceSapphicLgtbqSapphic RomanceConsent Is SexySapphic HorrorAn Education In Malice Author:S.T. Gibson