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She sipped the tonic. Her face puckered again. She gagged, covered her mouth and mumbled in disgust, "Oh my God!" "I said it tasted better, not great." Abby continued to force the sour tonic down in sips. She could taste a hint of vanilla but the potion left a bitter aftertaste that was similar to vinegar. Her stomach gurgled and burned. "Water," she coughed after her last sip of tonic. "No. You'll dilute it," Noel said firmly, relieving her of the glass. Smartly, she rebutted, "Isn't that what you're supposed to do after drinking poison? Or is it throw up?


Devon Ashley


#humor #ordained #poison #tonic #humor

These were not the belongings of the past prisoner he had imagined. These were a lady’s things—hairpins and stockings and a glove. There were more clues waiting but William no longer felt certain he wanted to know the dark secrets of this cell.


Gwenn Wright


#historical-fiction-mystery #mystery #romantic-suspence #suspense #von-strassenberg

If you don't like it, Eat me.


Rae Murphy


#rock-and-roll #warren-zevon #life

There is love enough in this world for everybody, if people will just look.


Kurt Vonnegut


#cat-s #cradle #kurt #vonnegut #love

Dad pressed against my mind. Please, Allison. Let me, just this once, hold my son. I shouldn't. Nothing good ever came from letting my father have his way. But I could feel his love for this baby. And even if he couldn't love me, I knew that at this moment, before the baby could grow up and become a disappointment to him, he truly loved him. I slowly stepped away from the front of my mind, letting him fill that space, letting him feel through my hands, see through my eyes. "He's amazing," Dad said through me. "You're amazing." He looked up at Violet, and she smiled.


Devon Monk


#daniel-beckstrom #devon-monk #magic-on-the-hunt #violet #love

As he stood up and gathered his attaché case and notebook, I reminded him that it had already been three weeks -- and counting.


Jevon L. Mack


#gay-romance #jevon-l-mack #love #relationships #romance

And Mother, I love her dearly, but she flies into a panic whenever I mention women’s 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.


Gwenn Wright


#gwenn-wright #katherine-demure #love-story #strong-heroine #suffrage

I've been actively engaged with mythic imagery ever since I picked up that Rackham book, but it really came into focus for me when I moved from London to the country. As I walked the extraordinary landscape of Dartmoor, I looked at the trees and the rocks and the hills and I could see the personality in those forms...then they metamorphosed under my pencil into faeries, goblins and trolls. After Alan and I published "Faeries", he moved on from the subject of faery folklore to illustrate Tolkien and other literary works...while I discovered that my own exploration of Faerieland had only just begun. In the countryside, the old stories seemed to come alive around me; the faeries were a tangible aspect of the landscape, pulses of spirit, emotion, and light. They "insisted" on taking form under my pencil, emerging on the page before me cloaked in archetypal shapes drawn from nature and myth. I'd attracted their attention, you see, and they hadn't finished with me yet.


Brian Froud


#dartmoor #devon #drawing #fairies #fey

I would call that man a born artist whose soul nature has from the very beginning endowed with an ideal, and for whom this ideal replaces the truth; he believes in it without reservation, and his life's task will be to realize it completely for himself, and to set it forth for the contemplation of others.


Hans von Marées


#nature

They don’t teach kidnapping at Eton, dad


Gwenn Wright


#dysfunctional-relationship #peter-strauss #von-strassenberg-saga #vssaga #ya






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