The weight of the world isn't on you, you know?
My mind's a frightening place, the playland for fallen angels.
The devil dances with those who walk alone on an edge.
My siren became a temptress with that seductive smile on her lips.
My siren had sung to me for way too long, capturing my heart, tempting me with her body, driving me slowly insane. Now, I expected her to pay up.
No apologies. I could kiss you right now. Judging by the look in his chocolate-brown eyes, he meant it.
No more game playing. It's time we call this fight what it is: a war.
No, baby, no, i whispered into her hair.She pushed her palms against my chest, then became a blur as she ran past. I'm sorry.
No, really, Noah, she said. I'll wait until you 're dressed. So i could miss that blush creeping across her face? No way.
Noah and I—we’re brothers despite not sharing blood, and Echo became my sister the day she put a smile on his face. They’re my family and I’m going to fight to keep what’s mine.
Noah didn’t walk, he stalked and I loved the mischievous glint in his eye when he stalked me. He placed his hands on my hips and nuzzled my hair. I love the way you smell.
Noah didn’t walk, he stalked and I loved the mischievous glint in his eye when he stalked me. He placed his hands on my hips and nuzzled my hair. I love the way you smell. I swallowed and tried to rei...
Noah doesn’t hold hands often. In fact, it was one of the few rules I understood, and it’s not lost on me how special this moment is. It’s like the roses. Noah’s showing me his love.
Noah felt strong and warm and muscular and safe and he smelled, oh, God, delicious. I couldn't stop kissing him if my life depend it upon it: his lips, his neck, his chest, and Noah seemed as hungry a...
Noah trailed a line of blazing kisses along the nape of neck, confusing my brain.
Noah – his hair hiding his eyes, keeping the world from seeing his soul. Isaiah – a sleeve of beautiful tattoos that frightens the normal and entices the free. Me – the poet in my mind when I’m high.
Noah's experienced reputation walked down the hallway before he did.
Noah's fingers lightly touched the long thick ridge below my left shoulder blade. His voice pitched low. I'm sorry, baby. No one else knows, Noah. Not even Lila. He kissed my back as he slid his hand...
Noah's smile gave me flutters.
Noah's strong hand slipped over my wrist before he entwined his fingers with mine. The sensation of warm flesh against an area I allowed no one to see, much less touch, caused me to shiver. He rubbed...
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