Muscle Memory by Stylo Fantôme

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Favorite Quotes

” I thought you were just some good girl who didn’t know what she was getting into,” he said.

“Well then, do you still think that?”

“No.”

“What do you think about me now?”

“I think you’re a very naughty girl who’s about to get fucked.”  

 

If she couldn’t be the love of his life anymore, she would help him love life. She would make him smile and laugh, she would encourage him and share with him.

 

I don’t know her, but she’s in my blood and in my bones and in my body. I wake up reaching for her, but can’t remember her ever being there. I turn around to look for her, then realize she was never with me. She’s my ghost, she haunts me. I don’t remember her, but I know her.

 

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Crazy woman living in an undisclosed location in Alaska (where the need for a creative mind is a necessity!), I have been writing since …, forever? Yeah, that sounds about right. I have been told that I remind people of Lucille Ball – I also see shades of Jennifer Saunders, and Denis Leary. So basically, I laugh a lot, I’m clumsy a lot, and I say the F-word A LOT.

I like dogs more than I like most people, and I don’t trust anyone who doesn’t drink. No, I do not live in an igloo, and no, the sun does not set for six months out of the year, there’s your Alaska lesson for the day. I have mermaid hair – both a curse and a blessing – and most of the time I talk so fast, even I can’t understand me.

Yeah. I think that about sums me up.

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Get To Know Her

Crazy woman living in an undisclosed location in Alaska (where the need for a creative mind is a necessity!), I have been writing since… forever? Yeah, that sounds about right. I have been told that I remind people of Lucille Ball – I also see shades of Jennifer Saunders, and Denis Leary. So basically, I laugh a lot, I’m clumsy a lot, and I say the F-word A LOT.

I like dogs more than I like most people, and I don’t trust anyone who doesn’t drink. No, I do not live in an igloo, and no, the sun does not set for six months out of the year, there’s your Alaska lesson for the day. I have mermaid hair – both a curse and a blessing – and most of the time I talk so fast, even I can’t understand me.

Yeah. I think that about sums me up.

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Fun Facts About Stylo Fantôme

1) Who are your favorite authors?

  • Lucy V Morgan
  • Christopher Pike
  • David Wong

2) Where is your favorite place to write?

On my couch – the chaise section is miiiiiine

3) Do you have any unique or quirky writing habits?

I binge watch things. Usually one book is almost entirely written to one movie/tv show that’s continuously playing. My Time in the Affair was written with “The Interview” playing in the background. A lot of Degradation was written with “Rebecca” on, and The Bad Ones was written with the show “Schitt’s Creek” playing. What’s on has zero correlation to what I’m writing, and I have no clue why my brain settles on what it does.

4) What’s the strangest thing you have ever had to research online for your book?

Nothing too strange, really. Probably something like “how long does it take it choke someone until they die” or “average penis diameter”

 

I did once have a lively discussion (complete with reenactments) about the ease man have, or lack there of, reaching their taints while masturbating – does that count? Didn’t end up using it

 

5) Give us an interesting fun fact about one of your books.

The Bad Ones was entirely inspired by a house I saw while driving on the freeway in West Virginia. That’s it, whole story, just from a simple house on the side of the road.

6) Any spoilers for current projects?

Nobody likes a spoiler!!! …. but a tiny one – expect a lot of books in this series :D

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Read her Kane Trilogy books:

    

Degradation: Book 1
Separation: Book 2
Reparation: Book 3
Completion: Book 4

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The Bad Ones by Stylo Fantôme

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The Bad Ones by Stylo Fantôme

Favorite Quotes

 “She wanted his darkness to swallow her whole. She wanted to be a part of it. She wanted to give her own darkness back to him.” 
“It’s only ever us, Dulcie.
Now, yesterday, tomorrow. Whenever.
You get that, right?”
“I want to fuck you until you have bruises in places you didn’t even know were possible,” he hissed against her ear. 

“You pinned me down and you ripped me open and you showed me things inside me that I didn’t even know were there.  Whole new levels of sex and love and depravity, the likes of which the waking world isn’t ready for.  And you held them up in front of my face, yet I still refused to look.  I’ve had my eyes closed for so long.  Why did it take me so long to open them?” 

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Con finally unlocked the doors and she hefted herself into the massive vehicle. They sat in silence for a while, their breath fogging up the glass. Then he opened his mouth.

“Did he touch you?”

Dulcie knew he wasn’t asking about the homeless man.

“Not in any way that counts,” she replied, turning to look at him. His hands had moved to grip

the steering wheel.

“So he has touched you.”

“Jared was just an experiment, I wanted to see if -”

“You let him fucking touch you.”

You fucking left me!” she was suddenly screaming. He didn’t even flinch, just gripped the steering wheel harder. “You fucking left me in this fucking town, without a goddamn goodbye!  Without a goddamn word! God, you have no idea what it’s been like. That fucking camera, all those drawings. And there’s all these people, and talking, and feeling this way, and all the blackness, and I don’t even know what’s wrong with me, and nothing. You come back, and it’s like nothing to you. Oh hey, Dulcie. Where’s your sketchbook, Dulcie. Come to a party, Dulcie.  Let me just fuck this chick in the woods, Dulcie. So you know what? Yeah, he fucking touched me. I let him fucking touch me. And I hated every minute of it, and I would pretend it was you, and I would hate you, and I would hate myself, and I just let it happen.”

Con lunged across the seat, and absurdly, her first thought was “wow, he’s really fast” before his fingers wrapped around her throat. She wasn’t fazed, though, and she pushed right back, slapping him across the face. This only caused him to clench both hands around her neck and he yanked her forward, dragging her to him so their faces were only inches apart.

“Stupid little Dulcie,” he whispered, his breath hot against her lips. She held onto his wrists and glared at him, but didn’t try to pull away. His fingers got tighter. “So scared of the big bad wolf.”

“I’m not … scared of you,” she managed to gasp out, but then his grip grew so tight he completely cut off her oxygen.

“Of course you aren’t scared of me. I’m not the wolf. You are.”

So that’s what was hiding behind the curtain. I wish you’d told me sooner, Con. We could’ve reveled in our darkness together.

It felt like a weight was lifted off her back. She’d been pretending for so long, and she hadn’t even realized it. Had conditioned herself to do it. It was easier to believe Con was the darkness, and she was simply drawn to it. Basking in his wake. But it was all a lie – she was every bit as dark as him. They were the same animal. She’d just been better at deceiving herself. And now they’d evolved into something else, into a new, higher being. Her lungs were throbbing, screaming for oxygen. She could feel her pulse pounding behind her face. Her mouth was open, but she couldn’t make a sound. Black spots danced in front of her eyes, yet still they stared at each other. Recognizing each other, maybe for the first time ever.

Maybe for the last time.

What a way to die, looking into the face of this beautiful boy. What a gift.


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51dLIGmqT4L._UX250_About the Author

Crazy woman living in an undisclosed location in Alaska (where the need for a creative mind is a necessity!), I have been writing since …, forever? Yeah, that sounds about right. I have been told that I remind people of Lucille Ball – I also see shades of Jennifer Saunders, and Denis Leary. So basically, I laugh a lot, I’m clumsy a lot, and I say the F-word A LOT.

I like dogs more than I like most people, and I don’t trust anyone who doesn’t drink. No, I do not live in an igloo, and no, the sun does not set for six months out of the year, there’s your Alaska lesson for the day. I have mermaid hair – both a curse and a blessing – and most of the time I talk so fast, even I can’t understand me.

Yeah. I think that about sums me up.

 

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