We hunger in earnest for that which we cannot consume.

It was as though he had awakened something inside her. All those desires she had felt in passing had culminated, growing deeper, hungrier, darker.

Some plants were pyrophytic and only germinated when ravaged by fire. Gavin had scorched her with the savagery of his cruel passions until she had been conditioned to bloom in the flames.

Oh my God.”“Why? Are you going to worship me, little seer?” He let his arm drape possessively over her hip. “You know, I bet I could give you visions if I kissed you hard enough,” he added wickedly.

You don't find the concept of illicit love at all engaging?”“The concept, maybe. But in literature? That's like ordering a glass of tap water at a bar.

Jay had forgotten how good it could feel to be consumed—so good that you didn't feel the pain of it until you were already long gone.