Tag Archives: lisette

Suicide Doll update 6-30-10

Violation had a way with them both. Making love, fucking, raping—it all meant the same thing. Barely distinguishable acts meant to raise them both out of their ennui. To think of sex in this way proved he was broken and always had been. The Broker was right.

Suicide Doll update 4-2-10

He feathered his lips over Chessie’s. Her cool skin tasted of candy. Narcissus slid his tongue past the lips guarding her insides. He slinked inside like a man walking over a grave—cautious, quick, and more than a little afraid.

Suicide Doll update 3-15-10

“You disconnected the moment it became about you and not about her.” Sophie sat up, bare legs hanging over the table’s edge and drumming to a beat of her own making. “Lisette constructed a fantasy—your fantasy—to please you.

Suicide Doll update 3-11-10

Her hiss sharpened teeth on his ear. It stung like a thousand cuts. “You’ve done nothing, Narcissus. Three months is all you’ve given. Three. While I’ve suffered three centuries and here I lay, dead to the world, and for what? For the obsession of a spoiled demigod?”

Suicide Doll update 2-15-10

His hand touched the tangled curls and lifted carefully. The hair remained in place, solid and familiar. It could’ve been any other time he had done this in throes of passion or fits of pique. The only unnerving difference was he had never been able to meet her eye-to-eye while standing. Now that he could he wished for anything else.

Suicide Doll update 1-9-09

Their forgotten innocence resurfaced in his mind like the scent of perfume, faint yet powerful. Narcissus brought the toy to his chest and embraced it the way he wished he could Lisette. How had it come to this? When did he lose sight of her? When did he stopped seeing Lisette’s joy and saw only her smiles?

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