Why the hell do women always have to bring back up? It's…

“He puts his arm around me, the lights dancing on his dark skin constantly skipping across to mine, planting a myriad of emotions into…

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“With a laugh exposing a kissable mouth and perfect teeth, he glances my way again, his entire demeanor tensing for a second, those dark…

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“I'm a tundra with wind endlessly blowing a hollow tunnel through me.”

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“The soy is seeping through the material like a BP oil slick in a Louisiana swamp.”

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“Stapled to her gaze, sucked into the potency of her focus, only the trace of her blood in my mouth reassures me this is…

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“He's going to bite me! Instantly the last light in the room fades out as if announcing the reign of darkness.”

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“In truth the issue is that we are so powerful what we believe becomes our reality.”

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“Holding my hands, kissing the palms, his smile is ecstatic, jubilant, adoring, and the song playing speaks for him, “Have you ever seen the…

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“Free your mind, Jowendrhan. A cage is only a cage as long as you believe it is.”

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“Hold tight, and I promise to do the same. We don't need a safety net Zena. We have each other.”

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“Not that I did, bang her that is. I’m not saying I wouldn’t, how could I ever be sure about something like that?”

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“Who are you? Your angel. Vengeance.”

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“Terror starts picking at the seams of my mind, throwing hateful words like rapture and holocaust at me.”

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“m possessed, gripping her head and looking at the deep crimson bruise on her neck, fading to black at the edges. Her wrists are…

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“she shakes her head, fisting hands into my t-shirt and sobbing into my neck. And all I can think about is how good this…

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