You came back to me like a tempestBeautiful and dazzling and destructiveRipping everything in your wakeIncluding, but not limited to, my heart
I apologize in advance. He cocked his head to the side. For? Ruining you for any other man on this planet. I’m going to fuck you, Indie. So hard you’ll think about me years from now, when you lie unde...
I didn’t want to kiss her. I wanted to zip open my skin and tuck her into me. Hide her from the world and keep her mine.
I love you so much that I hated you for a while. And now that I know that you are damaged, I love you even more. Perfect things are not relatable. Unbreakable is fascinating, but not lovable.
I might be a punk, but you’re the hideous little monster who is falling for him.
I need time. The words broke me. Maybe because they were brutally honest.
I sucked in a breath, realizing for the first time what we were.A story of a Nemesis and a Villian with no chance at a happy ending.Where the prince doesn’t save the princess.He tortures her.And the b...
I'd cut a bitch for a steamy booty call right about now. Do him, Blaire. Do him for the both of us. I hear twins sometimes have a physical connection that allows them to feel the pain and pleasure of...
If you hurt her, I will kill you. She pointed her finger at me for emphasis. I was perfectly still, giving zero fucks about this five-foot-four gnome firing threats at me like she was Rambo. Cock-bloc...
If you wanted to win a negotiation, rule number one was to talk less. Show minimal interest. Let the other person sweat it.
It is amazing how complete is the delusion that beauty is goodness. —Leo Tolstoy, The Kreutzer Sonata
It’s not about Laura, and it’s not about Fallon. It’s not even about Indie. It’s about you, you arsehole. I’m in love with you.
I’ll call Rosie and see what I can do, she muttered, her eyes shooting daggers at me. Blue with light purple hair. And that Harley Quinn courier bag.How could you not want to fuck this chick? Of cours...
I’m guessing she’s a soon-to-be trophy wife. Speaks five languages, looks like an angel, and probably fucks like a siren.
You fight the tide. You fling your arms, kicking your legs, trying to escape it, overpower it. The secret is to go with the flow. The secret is to ride the wave. Don’t be afraid to get wet.
Spending time with my staff reminded me why humans were my least favorite creatures.
That's the thing about broken princes. Not all of them have to die. If their soul is whole, they sometimes survive. Sometimes, they even grow up to be kings. Mine did.
The girl got a kiss on the lips from the boy who no longer howled at the moon and cried on a tree. On the forehead. Like friends do. Then he kissed her on the lips, like lovers do. Then he kissed the...
The night before senior year I spotted you on those bleachers You looked adorable Your heart cracking for a guy Who would love to smash a foot in it and crush it into pieces
What does Miss LeBlanc have that the rest of the human population doesn’t? she inquired, meaning I’d never sent anyone flowers, let alone an amount that could potentially fill a whole forest. I smirke...
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