H. Macgrieve > H.'s Quotes

“He Compels"
Excerpt from the “Regent Saga” up in coming series.

Nails digging in like talons cutting into the flesh of his prey; he dragged his claws across the rough sawn timbers. Only digging in deeper into the wooden beams for which he hung from high in the ceiling, above this great chamber of his coven.
Maxwell then reached out from the depths of his mind; to explore the memories and as well the most secretive desires of his newly turned Queen Regent’s mind. He deeply enjoyed these new experiences with her; to be able to tease her desires by his powers over her thoughts tantalizing her imagination; how he molded her will to his wants and needs.
His hunger to taste of her only growing as each minute passed by, until those minutes became hour after hour of sweet torment. He yearned for the way she did his bidding without any knowledge of her surroundings or those that may or may not have seen her.”
― H. Dirk Macgrieve

“His velvet brush dips deep and lingers there in the warm inkwell of her endless desire. The ink of passion flows for him tonight, so he may show her how it feels for his muse to be so truly needed by an ardent lover.

His hunger to write poems of love's power upon the warm supple parchment of her skin, secret words that only she can comprehend until his brush runs dry and he returns to dip again in ink made by the gods for calligraphy of wanton desire.”
― Brianna Hughes

“~Love is the master key that unlocks the door to eternal happiness~”
― Brianna Hughes

“Life is filled with Dreams, Dreams which give our life meaning and inspire us to change. We dream about change and improvement, we set goals, seemingly impossible goals, goals which challenge us, and we dream about the future, when we will reach our goals, when our lives will change for the better. Without our dreams, Life and humanity would be hopelessly dull. © 2013 Brianna Hughes”
― Brianna Hughes, Blood Ties

“The Christian does not think God will love us because we are good, but that God will make us good because He loves us.”
― C.S. Lewis

“The Sword’s Quill Society

The words which have been written, from the depths of one’s heart, have given stain to the poet’s parchment. The power of the quill giving freedom to one’s words said or written, in black, outlast blood’s ink tip of sword wielded upon fresh marked was written. So said and then written, with sword’s quill it has been stricken, the war does not give token, blood spilled for now all has been written.

© 2014 By: H. Dirk Macgrieve”
― H. Dirk Macgrieve

“Be that word our sign of parting, bird or fiend!” I shrieked, upstarting—
“Get thee back into the tempest and the Night’s Plutonian shore!
Leave no black plume as a token of that lie thy soul hath spoken!
Leave my loneliness unbroken!—quit the bust above my door!
Take thy beak from out my heart, and take thy form from off my door!”
Quoth the Raven “Nevermore.”
― Edgar Allan Poe, The Raven

“We are what we pretend to be, so we must be careful about what we pretend to be.”
― Kurt Vonnegut, Mother Night

“I want to stand as close to the edge as I can without going over. Out on the edge you see all kinds of things you can't see from the center.”
― Kurt Vonnegut, Player Piano