“Weapons kill. Knives cut and stab. Bullets pierce and shatter. Hands murder. But love takes her time. Beautifully cruel, she smiles sweetly and slowly starts to pull out your heartstrings, tearing them, ripping them, slaughtering them one by one. Nothing… — Wulf Francú Godgluck Copy Share Image
“His lips were my heaven, his body my utopia, his eyes my everlasting end. His heart my soul’s prison. And the King would ruthlessly… — Wulf Francú Godgluck Copy Share Image
“Without cruelty one cannot see the kindness, with no brutality no one will witness and appreciate the gentle monsters, that without the ugly no… — Wulf Francú Godgluck Copy Share Image
“He was a predator - a big, scary, hot-looking predator. And I wanted to be his prey.” — Wulf Francú Godgluck Copy Share Image
“One can look at an unkempt garden and see nothing, or we can choose to see its wonder between its riotous chaos.” — Wulf Francú Godgluck Copy Share Image
“It doesn’t matter how much you love someone or how hard you try not to, you will hurt them one way or another, and… — Wulf Francú Godgluck Copy Share Image
“Life isn't about second chances or missed opportunities. You make do with what you have, and if you want to better yourself and rise… — Wulf Francú Godgluck Copy Share Image
“These cuffs aren’t here for you to tease me, little boy!” Rex froze at the scowling snarl. “Continue with that shit and I’ll rip… — Wulf Francú Godgluck Copy Share Image
“He snarled at the image in the mirror, shattered like his soul, scarred like his skin, broken like his heart.” — Wulf Francú Godgluck Copy Share Image
“Hades snapped at Munroe; his gaze fixed on the back of the fuck’s head, not caring to look at the guard at the door.… — Wulf Francú Godgluck Copy Share Image
“The fuck! You got a motherfucking boner in my apartment, rubbing off on some boy pussy. You sick, perverted, fuck!” Mr. Maxus boomed, and… — Wulf Francú Godgluck Copy Share Image
“Weapons kill. Knives cut and stab. Bullets pierce and shatter. Hands murder. But love takes her time. Beautifully cruel, she smiles sweetly and slowly… — Wulf Francú Godgluck Copy Share Image
