Stalked by Seduction and Shadows (Eternal Obsession, #1)

by Maggie Sunseri

Wounded women tended to believe that men noticed but willfully ignored their mental states, desires, and needs in favor of their own selfish aims. And that was sometimes true. But most of the time, the truth was far sadder. Most men and boys did not have even the slightest capacity to ascertain the complex emotional landscape of another person’s mind, least of all one belonging to someone they wanted to fuck.

bullshit writen by women

Wounded women tended to believe that men noticed but willfully ignored their mental states, desires, and needs in favor of their own selfish aims. And that was sometimes true. But most of the time, the truth was far sadder. Most men and boys did not have even the slightest capacity to ascertain the complex emotional landscape of another person’s mind, least of all one belonging to someone they wanted to fuck.

way to be a sexist cunt

My thirst for blood and pain. Her blood. Her pain.

Yes Sir

She wanted a man to bring her to heel. And now I imagined that tiny neck with a collar around it.

Yes Sir

Good girl, I praised, satisfied.

Yes Sir

to brat off. Something told me she would.

oh god no. not a whole novel based on bratting. fml garbage

I’d delight in bending her over my knee for it.

Yes Sir

I couldn’t afford not to be completely alert and in control at all times. What was Jaxon doing in my bed, then? Why? How? What?

but you are stupid enough to wear short skirts, taunt drunk men, and not be armd while doing so. /eyeroll

The other kind is merely manipulation of the highest degree, and it will leave you emptier and lonelier than you ever thought possible.”

Absolutely terrible bullshit advice from sexist bitter Betty

reverse psychology

ewww modern culture reference

“That’s a good girl,” he whispered,

Yes Sir

an invisible leash that tethered her to me. Gods, did I love that mental image.

Yes Sir

Her safety and comfort were priceless to me.

Yes Daddy

all the times I’d been treated like a dreamless, wantless, faceless composite of flesh.

You can't play seduction games and play the victim.

will make you fucking beg to be put in your place.”

Yes Sir

unhinged

modern terms in a fantasy novel is my biggest pet peev

the way a man could be inside of me and still not fill even an inch of the void in my soul?

bc you are a sexist weirdo

sink my fangs into her neck, her breasts, her thighs, her tiny wrists. I’d wanted to mark her all over, use her body as a canvas for my cruelty, force her to show her brands of ownership to every man who watched

Yes Sir

just the same fall to my own knees before her,

ewwww, losing respect for you as a Dom

objectifying woman-on-woman fantasies.

or, hear me out, it's fun and you are a sexist weirdo