Don’t make me sit here and watch you die. You don’t do that to me.
It was just a kiss and it was nearly too much and it still wasn’t enough, and it was just beautiful.
When I held you in my arms and you stared up at me, only a few minutes old, I knew the purest brand of love.
There’s nothing we can do other than live with the promise of tomorrow while knowing it may not come.
Life was weird.
Fear and bravery are often one and the same. It either makes you a warrior or a coward. The only difference is the person it resides inside.
The intensity in his gaze created a flutter low in my belly. When he spoke, his voice was rough, sending a series of chills up and down my spine. “I don’t know what made you change your sleeping attire, but I just want to let you know that I am a hundred and fifty-five percent behind it.” All I could think was that he liked what he saw and that was a good sign. “Actually, if you want to dress like that whenever we’re alone – to eat dinner, watch the TV, read a book or whatever, I also support that.
You’re an absolutely stunning, murderous little creature.
I was stuck in a life I didn’t remember, squeezed into the shell of this girl – this Samantha Joe Franco – and the more I learned about her, the more I was starting to hate her.
I got you,” Roth, said, propping me up. “Always.” Always. The word bounced around inside me like a Ping-Pong ball.
I bet you have the softest pair of lips out there. And I bet you taste sweet – sweeter than one of those beignets you’ve got me addicted to.” His hand squeezed around the back of my neck. “But you got one hell of a bite – a kick to that sweetness. It’ll be rough getting in there, and you’re going to fight it every step of the way, but it’ll be smooth once I’m there.
When I’m with you, I don’t feel like a monster. I forget. I forget all the things I’ve done that make me not deserve this.
You should’ve warned me,” Tink muttered crossly. “I’m the one who had to see his dong swinging around –.
Hell sent texts messages – group ones at that? It kind of fit, since there was nothing worse than being on the receiving end of a group message – sort of like being held hostage.
Oh. Oh, wow. This was going downhill fast even though Rider looked like he wanted a bucket of popcorn.
Nothing lasts forever, Mouse.
And I also know that although she wasn’t mine now, she would be one day.
Don’t even know why, but I got to that part, and I... God, it hit me, you know? The truth of those damn words the Skin Horse spoke. Being real could hurt. That’s what... what living is all about and the opposite is unimaginable.
I cupped her chin and tilted it back, deepening the kiss, wanting to somehow claim her very soul. Funny thing was, it was my soul that was being claimed, my breath that was being stolen, and my heart that was pounding crazy fast in my chest.
I knew right then I would burn down the whole universe for her if I had to. I would do anything to keep her safe. Kill. Heal. Die. Anything. Because she was my everything.