And he jumped into my arms then, wrapping himself around me and crying into my neck. I held him tightly and I guess I wasn’t a man yet because my eyes leaked too. I told him I was so sorry I hadn’t be...
And then he laughed. His head rocked back and he laughed and the birds came back and laughed right along with him.
Are they speaking in code? Mom asked Dad, trying to be quiet but failing miserably. I don’t know, Dad said. I don’t speak wizard. Neither do I. I feel like we’ve failed as parents. Nah, Dad said easil...
Bear, I think having sand in your butt crack must be really uncomfortable. Maybe you should go change your clothes. You don’t want to catch sand crabs. What’s the point of getting crabs when you weren...
Because Joe was standing at the front. He’d changed. White shorts. Green shirt that hid nothing. He was barefoot too. And his feet were sexy as all hell. Uh,
Because it’s always been you, Sam. I promise. I promise. I promise, because when I look upon these stars, there is nothing I wish for more than you.
Daxton had never even considered looking at a male before (human or otherwise), he found himself getting aroused. He thought that probably made him bisexual, since being gay for one person (or an ape...
Do you see the mark on his neck? I asked her. She nodded tightly. The raven. Do you know what that means? Yes. Then you know I would do anything for him. Would you? she asked. Why now? Why after all t...
Eres increíble y hermoso, y a veces, quiero poner mis dientes en ti, sólo para verte sangrar. Quiero saber a lo que sabes. Quiero dejar mis marcas en tu piel. Quiero cubrirte con mi olor hasta que hue...
He frowns. How else am I supposed to be? If there’s one thing I’ve learned about human nature, is that it is imperative to be who you are.
His breath on my face. This was Joe. And I was Ox. His nose touched mine. My hands found his waist. He shuddered under the touch. He rumbled deep in his chest. He said, Mine. My cheek scraped against...
I am not defined by tragedy. Instead, I made it my bitch.
I look like a gay Mormon missionary, he lamented in the mirror. Pardon me, have you heard the word of the Lord? It’s fabulous!
It’s the hipsters, David said. It’s retro. They need a place to convene and argue whether Holden Caulfield was deep or just a spoiled brat.
Le cose non stanno andando come avrei voluto. Non stanno andando come io avevo programmato. Ma lo fanno mai? C’è mai qualcosa che veramente funzioni? E per di più questa cosa tra tutte le altre? Un gi...
Basterebbe solo che aprissi la bocca e dicessi: Mi dispiace e Mi ha ferito che tu abbia scelto qualcun altro e non me, e tutto sarebbe finito. Tutto sarebbe dimenticato. Potremmo riprendere i pezzi e...
Dammit. I liked my potential murderer.
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