Frenzy Birthday Quotes

[M]y mother read a horror novel every night. She had read every one in the library. When birthdays and Christmas would come, I would consider buying her a new one, the latest Dean R. Koontz or Stephen King or whatever, but I couldn't. I didn't want to encourage her. I couldn't touch my father's cigarettes, couldn't look at the Pall Mall cartons in the pantry. I was the sort of child who couldn't even watch commercials for horror movies - the ad for Magic, the movie where marionette kills people. sent me into a six-month nightmare frenzy. So I couldn't look at her books, would turn them over so their covers wouldn't show, the raised lettering and splotches of blood - especially the V.C. Andrews oeuvre, those turgid pictures of those terrible kids, standing so still, all lit in blue.

I don't care. It's my birthday and I want my present," Avery growled just as Kane felt the kitchen doors at his back. Avery lifted his hand, opening the doors and propelling them inside. Under the darkened light of the now closed kitchen, Avery slid his palm to the back of Kane's neck and pulled him forward, capturing his mouth in an urgent, demanding kiss. Kane opened immediately, kissing Avery in a frenzy of lips, tongue, and teeth. Avery never stopped their forward motion. He kept guiding them toward Kane's office, until he pushed open the door and shoved Kane inside.