For who so firm that cannot be seduced?
He wants the minute and secret reflection between them, the depth of field minimal, their foreignness intimate like two pages of a closed book.
We waste time looking for the perfect lover, instead of creating the perfect love.
I want you splayed out on the table like my own personal feast.
The only way to get rid of a temptation is to yield to it.
I coveted you. I had no right to want you – but I reached out and took you anyway. And now look what's become of you! Trying to seduce a vampire.
Those sweet lips. My, oh my, I could kiss those lips all night long. Good things come to those who wait.
Never try to seduce someone who is of your own type. You will be like two puzzles missing the same parts.
His body was urgent against her, and she didn’t have the heart anymore to fight… She saw his eyes, tense and brilliant, fierce, not loving. But her will had left her. A strange weight was on her limbs. She was giving way.
If everything in a dream were realistic, it would have no power over us; if everything were unreal, we would feel less involved in its pleasures and fears. Its fusion of the two is what makes it haunting.
You cannot escape beauty and you cannot stop being attracted to it. Because beauty allures. Beauty seduces. Beauty wants you to come closer.
I crave your mouth, your voice, your hair. Silent and starving, I prowl through the streets.