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“Girls can fight with swords, too. Sometimes, even better than men can. They just have to want it badly enough that they're willing to work harder at it.”
― Nenia Campbell, Bleeds My Desire

“A story unwritten is without beginning or end. But in its potential lies another story; and in the heartbeat before pen meets page, both stories exist at once, reflecting endless permutations of the other, before one of them disappears forever.”
― Nenia Campbell, Bleeds My Desire

“One doesn't need to be taught fear when one is the hunted.”
― Nenia Campbell, Bleeds My Desire

“I was supposed to be powerless, and as a result they failed to see that I possessed claws.”
― Nenia Campbell, Bleeds My Desire

“Power is a fickle mistress, easy to seduce, but even easier to lose. That's how it works. One moment she is your closest confidant, whispering the secrets of the universe into your ear; the next, she is your vilest oppressor—and once her ears close to your plights you are well and truly screwed.”
― Nenia Campbell, Bleeds My Desire

“Hatred is as easy as slipping on a well-worn woolen cloak. If only it provided the comfort of one.”
― Nenia Campbell, Bleeds My Desire

“I didn't understand what it was about men—not all men, but a good portion of them—that turned a good, solid “NO” into an “I'm just playing coy; try harder.”
― Nenia Campbell, Bleeds My Desire

“Vampires are fond of their games. But the games that They play are different than the variants that I'm familiar with. The rules were made to be bent, broken, shattered—and somebody always gets hurt.

Always.”
― Nenia Campbell, Bleeds My Desire

“Remember how it feels, Silent One. That murderous rage, and how it makes your blood boil. Remember, and let it carry you the rest of the way—only, learn to freeze it, as well, because the best killers are those who can put their desires on ice.”
― Nenia Campbell, Bleeds My Desire

“Woe to the deer who is courted by the charismatic wolf, or to the fly who is not immune to the sweet, sultry songs of the spider.”
― Nenia Campbell, Bleeds My Desire

“You may have bought my body, you may even have the papers to prove it, but don't fool yourself into thinking for a moment that my heart and mind were included in the purchase.”
― Nenia Campbell, Bleeds My Desire

“You would do well to guard your tongue, lest it be stricken from you.”
― Nenia Campbell, Bleeds My Desire

“Knowing and doing are two separate things, and don't always sync up in life.”
― Nenia Campbell, Bleeds My Desire

“You think you're superior to the others, don't you? We'll you're not. In fact you're worse for mistaking basic human decency for moral superiority.”
― Nenia Campbell, Bleeds My Desire

“If I catch you, I might do anything. I might strip the skin from your bones as I drain you dry. Or I might drag you into my chambers and have you pleasure me in ways you cannot even imagine. I might even take mercy on you, and that would be the cruelest injustice of all, because for you, it would only be a temporary reprieve.”
― Nenia Campbell, Bleeds My Desire

“That's what I fear: being subtracted from myself. Negation. Forced against my will to become a beast.”
― Nenia Campbell, Bleeds My Desire

“We spend much of our lives going about completely blind to reality, and yet we still have the gall to act victimized when it invariably catches up to us.”
― Nenia Campbell, Bleeds My Desire

“Maybe that was the root of my dislike for her: she had what I wanted, which earned her my jealousy, and since I was ashamed of myself for wanting it, my scorn, as well.”
― Nenia Campbell, Bleeds My Desire

“Maybe in a way all living things are like flickering flames in a precarious night, always on the verge of being extinguished. Whether we kindle slowly but steadily, or go out in a brilliant burst of light and color, is our choice. Perhaps the most important choice we'll ever have.”
― Nenia Campbell, Bleeds My Desire

“Valys also didn't think I was good enough for him. He made that clear every time he acted like a martyr forced to settle. But what he didn't understand was that if he thought I might not be good enough for him, he definitely wasn't good enough for me. I was well aware of my flaws, but I knew my merits, too; I shouldn't have to be anyone's second-best. Least of all, his.”
― Nenia Campbell, Bleeds My Desire