Jul 2021
Celeste turned her face to find Jace staring into it with an intensity that frightened her.
You're supposed to be looking at the stars, she said in a soft, tremulous voice
I am.
What do you mean? She asked, nonplussed.
His eyes made a journey 'round her face, lingering on her lower lip, then settled with a passionate firmness upon her eyes.
You still have no idea how beautiful you are, do you. How rare. How much a man would give to be your first. Your last...
She turned her face away from him. I know. $139 billion is a great incentive
He too her chin almost roughly in his grip and turned her face to look at him.
NO. THIS HAS NOTHING TO DO WITH THE MONEY. You don't understand now. But you'd better learn, and quickly. Do you even comprehend your power? Your effect on men? At that birthday party. There was not one straight male (and even a few homosexuals, including women)who would not have bedded you with the speed of light. You were a smash hit. Even if you were from a Calcutta ghetto you would have been.
Jace looked away,, inhaled his next breath slowly through his nose, and let it out with great concentration.
You have precedents in history. Helen of Troy. Catherine the Great. Queen Elizabeth (?) of England. Others. But none as BEAUTIFUL. Yes. You'd better learn.
Celeste was shivering. Only slightly, but he could see the tremors in her thighs, and it inflamed him to such a point he gave a low growl.
Go in the cabin now, little girl. Lock & brace the door like I showed you. You're afraid. And you should be. Very VERY frightened. Because the way I'm feeling right now i might just kick that door in. I'll take all your flowers, cup them up in my hand, draw them in to my face, bury my nostrils in their intoxicating, priceless perfume, and crush them till EVERY PETAL FALLS.
Celeste ran.
Catherine jarvis
You're supposed to be looking at the stars, she said in a soft, tremulous voice
I am.
What do you mean? She asked, nonplussed.
His eyes made a journey 'round her face, lingering on her lower lip, then settled with a passionate firmness upon her eyes.
You still have no idea how beautiful you are, do you. How rare. How much a man would give to be your first. Your last...
She turned her face away from him. I know. $139 billion is a great incentive
He too her chin almost roughly in his grip and turned her face to look at him.
NO. THIS HAS NOTHING TO DO WITH THE MONEY. You don't understand now. But you'd better learn, and quickly. Do you even comprehend your power? Your effect on men? At that birthday party. There was not one straight male (and even a few homosexuals, including women)who would not have bedded you with the speed of light. You were a smash hit. Even if you were from a Calcutta ghetto you would have been.
Jace looked away,, inhaled his next breath slowly through his nose, and let it out with great concentration.
You have precedents in history. Helen of Troy. Catherine the Great. Queen Elizabeth (?) of England. Others. But none as BEAUTIFUL. Yes. You'd better learn.
Celeste was shivering. Only slightly, but he could see the tremors in her thighs, and it inflamed him to such a point he gave a low growl.
Go in the cabin now, little girl. Lock & brace the door like I showed you. You're afraid. And you should be. Very VERY frightened. Because the way I'm feeling right now i might just kick that door in. I'll take all your flowers, cup them up in my hand, draw them in to my face, bury my nostrils in their intoxicating, priceless perfume, and crush them till EVERY PETAL FALLS.
Celeste ran.
Catherine jarvis
Excerpt from a a book I was writing long ago. I don't know if I want to be be labeled a romance novelist. It's not as important as my book of poetry. Just wanted to share bit of it,
