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432 pages, Paperback
First published June 1, 2012
Romance is sex plus love.
Erotica is sex plus fear.
"I don't want to write this book any more than you want to read it."
╰⪼ “There are only two reasons why you leave someone you're still in love with - either it's the right thing to do, or it's the only thing to do.”
╰⪼ “If you come back to me," he said, making a rare concession, "will you run or crawl?"
Nora had pressed her whole body into him at that moment. Resting her head on his strong shoulder, she watched as a tear forged a river down his long and muscled back.
"I'll fly.”
╰⪼ “I know people think erotica is just a romance novel with rougher sex. It's not. If it's a subgenre of anything, it's horror.
Horror? Really?
Romance is sex plus love. Erotica is sex plus fear.”
”If you come back to me,” he said, “will you run or will you crawl?”
“I'll fly.”
“Rule #1: Hurt, but do not harm.”
”You could have kept me, you do know that, don't you?”
“I would that you had kept me.”
A special thanks to my lovely ladies Supreet, Jasmine and Flo for an awesome BR, and also for patiently reading all my rants, along with the unmannerly and obscene names I used for Nora Sutherlin. Especially you, Jas. I know you love her, bestie.
“Eleanor, there are suicide bombers on the Gaza Strip who are less dangerous than you are.”
“Let me show you what life is like lived in the moment. No past, no future, just the one perfect moment you’re standing in and there’s no guilt and there’s no shame and there’s absolutely nothing to be afraid of…”
Is it a love story? Not really.
Is it an erotic story? Not really.
NORA
ZACH
WES
SØREN
"How easily you forgive, Eleanor. How freely you absolve the sins of others. Tell me, little one, when the time comes, how will you absolve yours?"
I’LL
FLY
"Writing erotica is like fucking someone for the first time. You aren't sure exactly what he wants yet so you try to give him everything he could possibly want. Everything and anything...You hit every nerve and eventually you'll hit the nerve. Have I hit any nerves yet?"
He could read a soul with the merest glance. He'd know what she would become from the moment he first saw her. He had told her so. It had always been her favorite bedtime story.
"Soren and I aren't a romance. We're just a fantasy."
Soren isn't some boyfriend you have a fight with and then kiss and make up. He's the invading army you surrender to before it burns your village down.
"Nora's not just some smut writer with a wild sex life. She's the motherfucking queen of the Underground. And Kingsley Edge is, obviously, our king."
"And him? What is he?" Zach didn't even want to say Soren's name.
"He's whatever's higher than a king and queen."
"An emperor?" Zach guessed.
"A god."
Nora...the siren and the goddess, the ship and the wine-dark sea. She would either save him or end him. Right now, with her words singing in his ears, he didn't really care which.
"If you come back to me," he said, "will you run or will you crawl?"
"I'll fly..."
"If you're a sadomaochist, pain feels like love to you. Not being hurt is what hurts."
"There are only two reasons why you leave someone you're still in love with - either it's the right thing to do, or it's the only thing to do."
"Every day you battle an enemy I cannot fight with you or for you. But if there is ever a chance for repreive, then I will bear you across the world on my back to see you finally at peace."
"But what if the enemy you think I fight isn't the enemy at all? What if this enemy is only me?"
"Then I will save you from yourself."
"The same wind that blows us off course can turn and carry us home."
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“The same wind that blows us off course can turn and carry us home.”
“If you come back to me," he said, making a rare concession, "will you run or crawl?"
Nora had pressed her whole body into him at that moment. Resting her head on his strong shoulder, she watched as a tear forged a river down his long and muscled back.
"I'll fly.”
“It's not morning until you're awake. And it's not night until you're asleep in your bed under my roof. And I could go on and on but hope is a horrible thing, and I love you too much to give you any.”
“A love story is not the same as a romance novel. A romance novel is the story of two people falling in love against their will. This is a story of two people who leave each other against their will. It starts to end the minute they meet.”
“You merely think you know her. It’s one of her best tricks. She flirts, she teases, she confesses everything but reveals nothing. It’s the oldest magician’s trick—smoke and mirrors, misdirection… You are absolutely certain she’s here, when all the while she’s right over here…”
“It's not morning until you're awake. And it's not night until you're asleep in your bed under my roof. And I could go on and on but hope is a horrible thing, and I love you too much to give you any.”
“To Zachary Easton, my editor. Fuck you.”
“Søren isn’t some boyfriend you have a fight with and then kiss and make up. He’s the invading army you surrender to before it burns your village down.”
“If you come back to me," he said, making a rare concession, "will you run or crawl?"
Nora had pressed her whole body into him at that moment. Resting her head on his strong shoulder, she watched as a tear forged a river down his long and muscled back.
"I'll fly.”
"Verbal abuse? Zach, where I come from 'slut' is a term of endearment. Want to see where I come from?"
"No."
"If you come back to me," he said, making a rare concession, "will you run or will you crawl?"
Resting her head on his strong shoulder, she watched as a tear forged a river down his long and muscled back.
"I'll fly."
"The world I live in, you've never seen such freedom."Wow, the brilliance of this book when seen from the POV of a re-read was blinding! I appreciated it so much more the second time around.
"S&M is as psychological as it is physical and sexual."Warning for The Original Sinners newbies :
(1) With no clear Hero, this is not a traditional romanceHere you have it, my GR friends, the pinnacle of all erotic literature.
(2) This book is stressful and manipulative
(3) This book is so much more enjoyable when you know what's going to happen!
"Let me show you what life is like lived in the moment. No past, no future, just the one perfect moment you're standing in."And I find it fitting that it's not exactly a romance novel.
"He was never my Søren. That's the one thing about being a collared submissive. I was his. He never was mine."The Siren will make you squirm . . .
"Real sadists don't need to fuck. They need to fuck you up."It will make you cringe . . .
"He's a virgin, Eleanor," he whispered into her ear.It has the audacity to mix sex and religion . . .
"It's easy to believe in God when you wake up every morning when you wake up every morning knowing you are completely and unconditionally loved."And it will make your heart hurt . . .
"Sometimes love alone doesn't cut it. We can only sacrifice so much of ourselves in a relationship before there's nothing left to love or be loved."And Reisz serves it all up via the heroine of all heroines, Nora Sutherlin, who's described by Søren, the King of all sadists, like this:
"You are a creature of appetite. You take what you desire without thought or remorse. And that is how God created you and it is much of why I love you."It contained everything I love about reading; flawed characters, unreliable narrators, depth, incredible writing, mind-fuckery, taboos, and of course kink.
“It's not morning until you're awake. And it's not night until you're asleep in your bed under my roof. And I could go on and on but hope is a horrible thing, and I love you too much to give you any.”Call me a wuss for loving a Kid and not the god, this quote right here is why I love wes!
“When Søren touched her she became his. When Wesley touched her, she became herself.”Søren made Nora what he wants her to be, and Wes loved her despite the siren she is and that for me sealed the deal.