Can I tell you something that I've thought every time I've woken up next to you. - VPlease-JaneYou are the reason I get out of bed ever night. And you're the reason I can't wait to come home every daw...
Bye-bye, Elan. P.S., Next time you implicate someone falsely, try to pick a pacifist.
Butch came in from the kitchen, Bud in one hand, sandwich in the other. Hey, big man. S’up? I want the two of you to chain me to my bed.
Butch : Two words for you. CYNDI.LAUPERVishous : Clearly, the paste you ate has gone to your head. Did Marissa like all that lace you glued on ? Oh... and I'm talking to your body, not that ridiculous...
But then, gifts are like beauty, are they not. It is in the eye of the recipient that they find their seat, not in the hand of the giver.
But in his soul, he had been a fighter stuck in a desk job. Resentment had made him edgy, and even though he hadn’t been aware of it, he had had his eye on the exit every single night. No sight. No ex...
But for some reason, his feelings were hurt. Which was insane. The plan had been for the two of them to use each other. Fair trade. No emotions, just fucking. It was his standard currency. So what the...
But every once in a while, from out of the blue, someone reaches the quiet place where you spend your private time and changes the way you see yourself
Blay’s laugh flared and stopped short, as if his throat got tight. Yeah. Go fig. Me in love with Qhuinn…a guy who, when he’s not moody, is a slut and smart-ass. Except you want to know what the most f...
Blay went back to the door. I love you with everything I’ve got, and when you and Layla had those kids? You gave me a complete family. And I want my family back, the whole thing—and that includes Layl...
Blay said yet again, that old, familiar voice cutting through all of those years of rejection and judgment, giving him not just a rope of acceptance to hang on to, but a flesh-and-blood hand to lead h...
Beth rolled her eyes, but inside, she didn’t mind him being pushy at all. Her husband was going to take excellent care of her—whether or not she was carrying his child. And that was love right there.
Besides, you don’t look a thing like him. I mean…hello? You’re this beefy Irish white boy. He’s like…bus exhaust or some shit.
Because you, my darling, are like poison ivy to me. Even though I know that it will only make things worse, I can't help but scratch.Oh, the compliments. She smiled sadly. You are as debonair as alway...
Because in all of his adult life he’d been through the full gamut of emotions . . . and he’d never once felt like this. Whole. Complete. At peace. Holly, you are so much more than I thought you were,...
Be present. Love her until the end. Never her leave her side until the last breath. That was how he was going to honor her with his heart and his soul, even though he wasn’t worthy.
At the last minute, she bobbed left so that he stabbed the wall she'd hit, trapping the blade in the Sheetrock. As he went to try to get the thing free, she whirled around and nailed him in the gut wi...
At the end of the day, people have to earn the right to be in your life,
As the vampire trailed a fingertip along the girl’s collarbone, she appeared to fall into a trance.It was not mind games on Zypher’s part. Females of both races couldn’t help themselves around him.
As the brother put the carving knife aside, he said, Stuffing?Am I breathing?Phury shoved a spoon into the bird and piled high. Mashed?Do you have gravy?Am breathing?V cracked a smile. Roger that. And...