“Yeah, I’ll believe that the day you give up your lip balm.” I gasped. “Never. Without it my lips feel naked and alone.” (Charity Rising)” — DeAnna Kinney Copy Share Image
“I mean this is the kind of love people dream about, poets write sonnets for, and well it's the kind of love that keeps… — DeAnna Kinney Copy Share Image
“Yeah, I’ll believe that the day you give up your lip balm.” I gasped. “Never. Without it my lips feel naked and alone.” (Charity… — DeAnna Kinney Copy Share Image
“What's the point of having the biggest baddest werewolf as your body guard if you can't boss him around. Kinda takes the fun out… — DeAnna Kinney Copy Share Image
“I huffed, knelt down, and was in the process of gathering them up when I stared, in disbelief, at the paper in my hand.… — DeAnna Kinney Copy Share Image
“In one hundred years people will still remember our kind of love; a love that knows no bounds—that surpasses all reason—and will never, never… — DeAnna Kinney Copy Share Image
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