This isn't a romance. You're not a damsel in distress and I'm not the handsome prince come to save you.
Like a Falcon, she needed the dark to understand who her master was. She would learn to trust him, to rely upon him, to anticipate what he wanted from her. And like any master with his salt, he would reward her for her obedience. He would be exceedin...
I wanted to cry for wanting to cry.
People often believed they were safer in the light, thinking monsters only came out at night.
The only way to truly be safer, was to accept the dark, to walk in it with eyes wide open, to be a part of it. To keep your enemies close.
Make him love you,” Ruthless Me whispered. “Make it so he can’t live without you. The devil you know.” I felt her growing inside me, bringing with her the insane idea that I actually wielded power with Caleb.
People often believed they were safer in the light, thinking monsters only came out at night. But safety – like light – is a façade. Underneath, the whole world is drenched in darkness. The only way to truly be safer, was to accept the dark, to ...
People often believed they were safer in the light, thinking monsters only came out at night. But safety – like light – is a façade.
Somehow I'd still managed to go all retarded at the sight of some handsome asshole with a nice smile.
the only way to truly be safer, was to accept the dark
Everything is in the process of becoming something else. It’s the law of change.” I briefly kissed Livvie’s eyelids before she could open them. “I’m in the process of becoming something else, Livvie. I hope it’s something good, something ...
I’m writing this because you begged. You know how I love the begging
I was not crying - eyes water. I think we all know I'm a badass and I don't cry. - Caleb
It's an ember forever burning in my heart. It's a reminder Caleb will live forever.
Like any author worth a shit - she parted with a piece of her soul.
His fingers caressed the column of my tense throat. I shivered in fear. I hated not being able to see what was happening, it forced me to feel everything.
Some stories aren’t black and white…
He was the monster that no one thought to look for in the light of day. It was a common mistake. People often believed they were safer in the light, thinking monsters only came out at night. But safety - like light - is a facade. Underneath, the whol...
His touch was simple, but specific, meant to show me he could be like a lover, gentle, intimate, but also that he was a man unaccustomed to hearing the word no. Yes. I understood. He was a man, and I? I was nothing but a girl, not even a woman. I was...
I cried for a while, taking solace in the comforting lie of his embrace. The illusion, the fantasy, it helped. I never wanted to leave. I wanted to stay here forever, held tight to his chest, his fingers stroking my hair, his heart beating against my...
