Sometimes the bitch wins.
Sam, há dois anos, não fazia qualquer ideia de como era o mundo há minha volta. Não sabia o que tu eras. Não sabia que existiam fadas a sério. Não poderia ter imaginado nada disso. - Abanei a cabeça....
No threatening the cat! Mr. Snuggly said. No
JB’s mother had taught him early on that appreciated women are happy women.
If weeds could flourish with such vigor, may I could, too.
If I was so malicious or off-color or just plain wrongheaded that I had to constantly censor my conversation with a minister, then I needed the experience anyway.
I'd been blindsided with the most painful knowledge: the first man to ever say he loved me had never loved me at all. His passion had been artificial. His pursuit of me had been choreographed.
I like you a lot, I said. I could read his mind fairly clearly, just at this instant. He liked me, too; rightat the moment, he liked me a whole bunch. He wanted to like me right up against the wall.
I had a smell in my nose that just wouldn't go away, and I hated it. It was coating my lungs inside, I thought, and I'd spend the rest of my life breathing it in and breathing it out. The odor was com...
I am deaf, I love to read the ebook and regular books. But I am not picky any kind of books. I love all books are best authors.
Food that walked and talked, that was us. McPeople.
Eric followed Vlad Tepes’s stubby finger, identifying me as the future Happy Meal. Then he stared at Dracula, looking up from his kneeling position. I couldn’t read his face at all, and I felt a stirr...
But there's a juicy artery in your groin, he said after a pause to regroup, his voice as slithery as a snake on a slide.Don't you talk dirty, I told him. I won't listen to that.
I don't know what it is, but even when I pretty much like a man, after I date him a while, he gets to seem kind of tiresome. I just can't be bothered to act interested anymore, and then I finally tell...
The problem with living without the person you can't live without is eventually realizing you can live without them.
Think if you love someone, you make an effort to suppress habits of yours that displease them, right? But those habits or inclinations are still there. Sam,
Politically correct theory, the one the vamps
How shall we go about this? Dermot asked. He was blond and Claude was dark; the looked like gorgeous bookends.
You just don't want a vampire pissed off at you.
Who wants a bag of bones? he said, with absolute sincerity. I don’t want to hurt myself on the sharp edges of the woman I’m bedding.