“He puts his arm around me, the lights dancing on his dark skin constantly skipping across to mine, planting a myriad of… — Poppet Copy Share Image
“With a laugh exposing a kissable mouth and perfect teeth, he glances my way again, his entire demeanor tensing for a second,… — Poppet Copy Share Image
“May I have another one?" Her voice was smooth, silky, tempting. Did she know this was foreplay?” — Tina Folsom Copy Share Image
“Stapled to her gaze, sucked into the potency of her focus, only the trace of her blood in my mouth reassures me… — Poppet Copy Share Image
“He's going to bite me! Instantly the last light in the room fades out as if announcing the reign of darkness.” — Poppet Copy Share Image
“She relaxed a bit—well, as much as one could relax while being half-naked and bleeding in front of a vampire. She was… — Kiersten Fay Copy Share Image
“In truth the issue is that we are so powerful what we believe becomes our reality.” — Poppet Copy Share Image
“Holding my hands, kissing the palms, his smile is ecstatic, jubilant, adoring, and the song playing speaks for him, “Have you ever… — Poppet Copy Share Image
“Free your mind, Jowendrhan. A cage is only a cage as long as you believe it is.” — Poppet Copy Share Image
“I never really wanted to die. But I followed through anyway. The pain in my heart was excruciating, and death was beautiful.” — Rae Hachton Copy Share Image
“Hold tight, and I promise to do the same. We don't need a safety net Zena. We have each other.” — Poppet Copy Share Image
“He extended a finger to her face, the simple gesture bringing into play the sleek muscles of his shoulders and arms. “You… — Chris Lange Copy Share Image
“Terror starts picking at the seams of my mind, throwing hateful words like rapture and holocaust at me.” — Poppet Copy Share Image
“m possessed, gripping her head and looking at the deep crimson bruise on her neck, fading to black at the edges. Her… — Poppet Copy Share Image
“she shakes her head, fisting hands into my t-shirt and sobbing into my neck. And all I can think about is how… — Poppet Copy Share Image
“I nipped little kisses along his jawline. God, I just couldn't keep my hands or lips off of him. "God, you are… — Tish Thawer Copy Share Image
“For why war? Nada ne hurt, sister ne hurt, for why you make vesna sore? For why!” — Poppet Copy Share Image
“Because obviously the Tooth Fairy doesn't exist. If only life were that great--instead of burnt flesh and turning into ash we had… — Christina Channelle Copy Share Image
“The answer to my thoughts is the loud ripping of my shirt when he tears it straight down my back, yanking it… — Poppet Copy Share Image
