"You know how dreams give you a jolt, and all of a sudden you’re falling? It was like that. My heart skipped, and I went tumbling.
We sank so far into that kiss it was like the earth split apart and let us through, straight down into that whirlpool all lovers fall through: we victims of gravity, tangling like ropes, our hands trapped in warm hair, our teeth flashing wet in the dark. Dane and I kissed, holding each other tight. We were goblet to goblet, tongues searching shamelessly deep. And a womb is a wanting thing." from Stalker: a Gothic Thriller by Pauline West Comments are closed.
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Pauline WestPauline West's first novel, EVENING’S LAND, is winner of the Helene Wurlitzer Foundation Award and recipient of the Carol Marie Smith Memorial Scholarship for the NOEPE Center of Literary Arts. Categories
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