He was a phoenix of blood, rising from the ashes of those who had fallen and suffered before him.

— Nenia Campbell

He was everything your mother warned you about when she told you not to walk alone in the dark.

— Nenia Campbell

Humanity is a cage, and our puritanical sensibilities comprise the bars. We are confined by our own reason and intellect, and yet most of us don't even know it.

— Nenia Campbell

I am the rightful ruler of this world And now that I, too, have awakened, like my dragons, I have come to take back what is mine.

— Nenia Campbell

I am waltzing with death, flirting with him, but he stands there smiling and saying nothing because he does not need to woo or be wooed: he knows he gets us all in the end.

— Nenia Campbell

I bask in that sympathy because it's nice to have somebody who cares, even if it's the wrong person for the wrong reasons.

— Nenia Campbell

I cannot breathe, or see, nor swim, My darkness is composed of him.

— Nenia Campbell

I can take care of myself,” I said hotly.“Darwin, you don't even know how to pleasure yourself.

— Nenia Campbell

I can't believe it. He is sporting a bona fide erection in the middle of class. All because of me. In history, you learn about entire kingdoms crumbling into chaos because of a woman—or, in some cases, multiple women. I smile at Professor Delacroix, putting an extra bit of swing into my hips as I sashay out the door. I'm beginning to see just how easy it is to bring a man to his knees with a few flashes of bare skin, and the whispered promise of hot, sweaty sex.

— Nenia Campbell

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