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“Please, let me take you home. You’re drunk.��
“I am not.�� I shoved him, spilling some kind of delicious poison on him. “Go home and have a wild time with Ms. Scarlet. In the bedroom. With the—��
“Okay, you’re starting to talk board game. Let’s go home, babe. I’ll get you into bed.”
― Rachael Wade, The Gates

“Gavin, I never thought you’d be the irrational one in this relationship, but I’m happy to report that you’ve just thoroughly shocked me.��
He rolled to his side to lean on his arm, keeping my hand resting on his chest, buried underneath his shirt. “I know. My timing is impeccable.�� He smirked, letting his hungry gaze drift over my body. “But I’m sorry, love. I cannot take seeing you all tucked up in this sexy corset anymore. The ties are so tight, they’re just begging me to undo them.�� His fingers trailed over the top of my chest and down over the corset’s binding, tugging at the edges of the lace as he went. “Forcefully,�� he winked.”
― Rachael Wade, The Gates

“Gavin turned us to face Josh, a satisfied grin springing up when he noticed the condition of Josh’s clothes.
“Thanks for the last-minute invitation, man.�� Josh chuckled, patting Gavin on the shoulder. “Shall I do the honors, Mr. Suave?��
“Sure thing, Frodo Baggins. By the way, I hear the Shire has impeccable dinner parties this time of year.�� The corners of Gavin’s lips twitched and his eyebrows shot up as he gestured to a food stain of some sort near the collar of Josh’s white shirt.
Josh’s chin shot down to follow Gavin’s amusement and he quickly tried to wipe away the crumbs. “Yeah, well �� you know how we hobbits like to eat.”
― Rachael Wade, The Gates

“All is indeed a Blessing
IF you can just see beyond the veils; for it is ‘all�� an illusion and a test, and one of the greatest Divine Mysteries of this life cycle.��
This IS my constant prayer, my mantra, my affirmation, reverberation, reiteration and my ever-living reality.”
― The Divine Prince Ty Emmecca

“Once upon a time, we were Africans involved in a unique lexicon of beliefs, lore, stories, and customs that were designed to help integrate us into an environment filled with plants, animals, elements, and a complex array of spirits. With the advent of slavery, the physical bond with the motherland was broken, but like seeds lifted from a ripe plant by wind, we found fertile ground in distant lands elsewhere.”
― Stephanie Rose Bird, Sticks, Stones, Roots & Bones: Hoodoo, Mojo & Conjuring with Herbs

“At home I pulled all my blinds. I said to my Grandmama and Mama this and that. I said to them, You believed in signs. I remember that well. I remembered how my Mama could read the steam coming off a soup kettle. Especially if it had good, fresh marrow in it. And if I didn’t feel good, Grandmama would go out and bring in fistfuls of wild herbs. She’d throw them in broths and read, depending on my ailment. She was half doctor, half priest. I said to her once when I had the croup and she was making me drink something that had grass in it, I said, “Grandmama, are you making me drink magic?��

“No baby, this is good ole-fashioned hoodoo.”
― Connie May Fowler, Sugar Cage

“I never suggest people use their own pets' DNA in workings they do however there is only one condition If your pets protect you, put their nail clippings and/or hair into protection mojo bags (or whatever you're making for your own protection).”
― Dr Anujj Elviis