#fiction

The lights flickered, the pain went away, and her mother was holding her, singing ‘Sleep sweet sleep’. (The Children of Ankh series) Kim Cormack ↗

— Kim Cormack

#fantasy #love #mom #mother #pain

She was petrified now but I simply slung her over my shoulder and made for my bunk. My 2IC who had caught the whole show approached. ‘Sir do you think it’s fair, you have banned all the men from having sex yet here you are about to indulge your base nature.’ I swung up an arm, ‘tell them to help themselves, there are plenty to go round.’ He paled when he realised that I meant the females, ‘I will tell them sir.’ ‘Be sure to Peter, I don’t want to have to repopulate the whole human race by myself now do I.’ ‘It doesn’t bear thinking about sir. ↗

— J.W. Murison

#death

As a rule of thumb, it was always safer if the Commander-in-Chief formulated a risky plan. ↗

— Rowena Cherry

#award-winning #grievous #humor #novel #romance

I was trying to have an insight, and all I could think of was that I'd backed myself into a corner, and the corner was me. ↗

— John Welter

#humor #love #lunchmeat #satire #softball

As I raced out of the office, I could hear Emily rapid-fire dialing four-digit extensions and all but screaming, 'She's on her way-- tell everyone.' It took me only three seconds to wind through the hallways and pass through the fashion department, but I had already heard panicked cries of 'Emily said she's on her way in' and 'Miranda's coming!' and a particularly blood curdling cry of 'She's baaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaack! ↗

— Lauren Weisberger

#humor #humor

The trouble with real life is that you don't know whether you're the hero or just some nice chap who gets bumped off in chapter five to show what a rotter the villain is without anyone minding too much. ↗

— Sarah Caudwell

#humor

Adrian had always found it amusing that a guy could be drilling Stacia up her ass while she considered herself to be a virgin. Her intent had been to present herself as such when she found "Mr. Right. ↗

— Jess C. Scott

#anal-sex #bdsm #bodies #body #bondage

Good evening, Lord Corwin,' said the lean, cadaverous figure who rested against a storage rack, smoking his pipe, grinning around it. Good evening, Roger. How are things in the nether world?' A rat, a bat, a spider. Nothing much else astir. Peaceful.' You enjoy this duty?' He nodded. I am writing a philosophical romance shot through with elements of horror and morbidity. I work on those parts down here. ↗

— Roger Zelazny

#humor #metafiction #writing #humor

What, did you think," she asked, laughing as he struggled up the bank, "that I, a Gaulish maiden, could not swim?" "I did not think anything about it," Malchus said; "I saw you pushed in and followed without thinking at all." Although they imperfectly understood each other's words the meaning was clear; the girl put her hand on his shoulder and looked frankly up in his face. "I thank you," she said, "just the same as if you had saved my life. You meant to do so, and it was very good of you, a great chief of this army, to hazard your life for a Gaulish maiden. Clotilde will never forget. ↗

— G.A. Henty

#life

But why?" Vimbai whispered, overwhelmed with the weight of accumulated disbelief. "What is happening to us?" "Who knows?" Maya shrugged. "Who cares? Enjoy it while you can, why don't you? There will be tons of boring shit in your life, okay? I promise. ↗

— Ekaterina Sedia

#weirdness #life