Sinful Kisses - partial novel
I felt his hesitation, mentally through our master-servant link. i touched his shoulder for reassurance. "i"m sure about this." once he was reassured, i felt the point of his fangs scrape my skin.
The Music Of Life
._ _come to me my sister, enemy, master, servant, ally all the things we have been to each other_ _let us fight once more for all the things we fought over all the lives we have ruined in our foolishness_ _i know the true treasure now, and will tell you
The Buzz On How Maggie Got Inside Her Psychiatrist's Head
"blessed is he who, in the name of stinkiness and bad smell, shepherds the evil blood-sucking llamas into submarine manatee's compactor of doom, for he is truly his master's servant, and the feeder of yummy dog poop to him!"