“yet I know down to my core that I will do anything she wants, anything she needs, anything she asks. I’m pulled, drawn to her. My gut tells me not to let her out of my sight, to take every… — K. Larsen Copy Share Image
“Best surprise ever.” I whispered in his face. Then I leaned in and kissed him hard and deep like it was the last kiss… — K. Larsen Copy Share Image
“I’m Clara Lord. I own Bloodline’s Tattoo Parlor, have a filthy mouth, no filter, and a really strong” — K. Larsen Copy Share Image
“But sometimes, when you have to change, the metamorphosis is so profound, that the old you can’t look the new you in the eyes.… — K. Larsen Copy Share Image
“How funny.” I say flatly. “and I was hoping for a battle of wits but you appear to be unarmed.” His laugh fills the… — K. Larsen Copy Share Image
“So whatever you’ve been through in life, wherever you are now in life, and wherever you’re going in this life, know this: you’re with… — K. Larsen Copy Share Image
“We had twenty eight days together but it feels like a lifetime. She’s right, without her it feels like I’m being strangled and fighting… — K. Larsen Copy Share Image
“It’s eerily quiet in the corridor right now. Just the faint hum of the ice machine and various beeps and buzzes from patients’ rooms.… — K. Larsen Copy Share Image
“Because I’m sure a man with your sexual prowess has numbers that triple mine. You’re probably a walking case of gonaherphasyphilaids,” — K. Larsen Copy Share Image
“watch every hit to the stairs that my body takes before I crumple at the bottom in a pile of skin and bones. … — K. Larsen Copy Share Image
“Trick.” I say a little louder. “Shhh, sleep baby.” He mumbles. I laugh and smack his arm. “Wake up. I can feel your morning… — K. Larsen Copy Share Image
“Are you mad?” She breathes from behind me. I spin around to face her. “What do you think?” I clip. “That you’re going to… — K. Larsen Copy Share Image
“** The fall semester will offer such classes as Learning When to Shut Up, Asking for Directions, Chick Flicks 101 and The Art of… — K. Larsen Copy Share Image
“I’ll never let you go is scrawled three inches long down the side of my ribcage. The skin is still an angry red color,… — K. Larsen Copy Share Image
“yet I know down to my core that I will do anything she wants, anything she needs, anything she asks. I’m pulled, drawn to… — K. Larsen Copy Share Image
