No love is fully requited. No love is equal. No love is fair. There is always one side that loves more. And you better not be that side—because it suffers
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.
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 he and my father could’ve killed each other without legal consequences, I’d have two less headaches to worry about.
I was sometimes terrified of how happy I was.I am pink cotton candy at a fair, happy and bubbly and sweet. All fluff.
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 smoked weed while she danced on the roof and threw me smiles every now and again. I watched her with a smirk. Life was good.
I need you to do this for my peace of mind. Her gaze cut to mine, her blue eyes shining with emotion. From a selfish point of view, I want you to win Luna back, because knowing you two are together wo...
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 hate lying to your faceBut I love watching what I can do to youWhen my mouth says thingsThat undo you
I always wondered what a royal bitch would find in a dirty stray. But I know now. Oh, I know very well why girls of pedigree love the mutts. They’re forbidden. Exciting. And taming them is a challenge...
Her fake tan was the exact shade of a KFC chicken thigh.
He said he doesn’t know any Emilia, but he does know a girl named Help.
Habit’s gonna get you broke, girl. Kate picked a chocolate-glazed one, greeting me by bumping her thigh against my shoulder. That’s like threatening a nun with a crucifix. I already am.
Falling in love is similar to déjà vu It’s finding a home in a stranger When I met you four and a half years ago, I saw who you were I just had to figure out who I was So I gave you something to make...
Every heartbeat, I slipped a little more. Drowned a little deeper. Fell a little further into the bottomless ocean of feelings for him.
Chapter One
Because that was the problem with society. It cared too much about who you fell in love with but never about the why. The why matters. The who is irrelevant (but the band was great, so there's that).
Angelo: It was always you, goddess.
A story of a Nemesis and a Villain with no chance at a happy ending. Where the prince doesn’t save the princess. He tortures her. And the beauty doesn’t sleep. She’s stuck. In a nightmare.