"The Queen blamed the destruction of the Moon Kingdom on them. On us, though today we are not the women we had been then. We didn't even know them. We barely had their memories. I couldn't understand Venus and Mars neglecting duties because they were so busy falling in love with one another, but Luna told the story of jealousy, passion, and fear. She told the story of destruction."

Lulu's prayers were different. She prayed for wisdom to guide the young summoner, the way a good guardian was meant to do. She prayed for strength and courage in battle, not just for herself, but for all of them. She prayed for mental clarity. She even prayed for Wakka's blitzball victories, so that the party could have a bit of joy. Most of all, Lulu of Besaid prayed for herself.

"I gotta helluva good nose for a smoker. Even though the wind was whippin’ ‘round, I still smelled cinnamon and earth in the air. Smellin' that cinnamon made my gut clench an' tears burn in my eyes."

I'm running for my life, and all because I dared to speak of a dream. The beautiful spirit, descending to me in a dream, showing me the eventual destruction of the beautiful land my tribe inhabited. Strange, pale men with roaring implements that could be ridden or swung clear our land. Our medicinal plants disappear. The wildlife dies off. Our tribe will die off, too.

Gi wasn't sure who'd suggested a costume party for Wheeler's birthday party, but the party was a smashing success. A certain red-haired Batman was absolutely hammered. Professor Ivo was attempting to give him a wide berth, but it seemed he constantly found a way to get back to her and make not-so-subtle innuendos about heading back to his "bat cave."

"The sound of her black shawl hitting the floor grounded me back in reality, and her next words sent a shiver spiking down my spine. 'Shut your mouth and run me like a river.'"

"Sometimes, I looked to the stars for guidance. I wasn't into astrology, but those distant, twinkling points of light seemed to hold answers at times. I hoped to find wisdom there, though I never had."

"'If you make even one little sound, I'll stop.' Her words shot a shiver down my spine. With those words, the competition was on. It was always one of two things between us: love or passion. I supposed it was fitting, given our realms of expertise. Tonight, we were definitely in the realm of passion."

I needed to hear those words tonight./I couldn't stop myself as we kissed and I whispered those words./For the first time in my life, I felt my heart break./From the brief glimpse of their encounter that I caught, their ease with each other's bodies was clearly something of experience./I had never felt guiltier in my life.

Far away, nothing can be heard...not even a sound. The two of us got close, almost like love. We'd been alone, together, through it all.

"Your relationship had been like a chess game from the word go. But while she had joined Team Rocket willingly, to seek power, you had done so to escape an even darker past than the one you had lived with the Rockets."

Carly explores her personal feelings about her life while struggling to balance work, her relationship with Sam, and her feelings about her childhood. M for a very, very good reason.

SilMil. Rei forsees the outcome of the final battle. Serenity requests a fight to the death, herself included. Minako decides she and Rei first must resolve their unfinished business.

"'What's that, Love' She whispered softly; she was starting to savor this moment where she could just... pretend. Pretend it was everything she ever wanted." She'll always want Minako.

"The chords weave together seamlessly in your mind. She's the real bull going on in your life, but it isn't exactly a bad thing. She's your lover, your rival, your song."

Minako comes home to find Rei asleep on the love seat. Naturally, she finds that a sleeping Rei is a sexy Rei, and she decides to show her the meaning of the words "love seat." M for sexual content.

Maybe Whitney shouldn't investigate noises coming from the other side of the hotel room wall at 3 am. Gym leaders seem to get into so much trouble at these conferences.

"A simple signature for a beautiful work. A circle in black, with a cross in red. The sign for coda. This is your coda, isn't it?"

"I know that tomorrow she'll be chasing rainbows, so to speak. But again… Cat without rainbows is Jade without scissors, and I'm scared."

Sam sat angrily sparking the blue lighter in her left hand. My heart pooled in my lungs. She'd been silent for 15 minutes. Finally, I heard her draw a breath. "I'm just very disappointed, Cupcake."

Why do all lesbian couples have cats? Or, an experiment to see how many times I could use the word "cat" in 250 words. Turns out it's about 40.

"You wonder if it's protesting your thoughts of her, or if it's really protesting the thoughts you're trying to force on yourself. You shut your eyes and try to focus on Adam. The only image you can conjure, is a strong-willed Eve."

"Jade is possessive of me. She's never controlling, but she is almost animalistic in her need to love me deep and thoroughly." M for sexual content.