romance

romance

If hate motivates your life, you'll never know the meaning of true love

If hate motivates your life, you'll never know the meaning of true love

Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>

Looking back at him was a man who was battered and broken.And alive, for the first time in his life.

Looking back at him was a man who was battered and broken.And alive, for the first time in his life.

Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>

I can't. I w-want y-you, my own fucking twin!

I can't. I w-want y-you, my own fucking twin!

Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>

With no sense of smell, your memories dropped like pennies out of a ripped pocket, until the past was ashes and your parents were blanks: nothing more than the holes in Swiss cheese.

With no sense of smell, your memories dropped like pennies out of a ripped pocket, until the past was ashes and your parents were blanks: nothing more than the holes in Swiss cheese.

Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>

He grinned, a very dark and evil grin… the kind of grin that the Grinch had before he stole Christmas.

He grinned, a very dark and evil grin… the kind of grin that the Grinch had before he stole Christmas.

Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>

For thy sweet love remembr'd such wealth bringsThat then, I scorn to change my state with kings.

For thy sweet love remembr'd such wealth bringsThat then, I scorn to change my state with kings.

Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>

Why don't you check out those teenagers in the middle row? They've been going at it like dogs in heat ever since the previews. They're probably both werewolves. And even if they aren't, you should throw them out on principle alone.

Why don't you check out those teenagers in the middle row? They've been going at it like dogs in heat ever since the previews. They're probably both werewolves. And even if they aren't, you should throw them out on principle alone.

Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>

All I knew was, my Father was famous for being a loser, and a loser that wanted nothing to do with me, since the day I was born.

All I knew was, my Father was famous for being a loser, and a loser that wanted nothing to do with me, since the day I was born.

Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>

Because I love you. Don't you get it? Not because Cassandra is a part of you and Coroebus is a part of me. I love you because you are Nadira. The strange beautiful Nadira. The Nadira that has such hatred for me it kills to see the anger in your eyes whenever you even glance at me. I love Nadira. Not Cassandra. I love you.

Because I love you. Don't you get it? Not because Cassandra is a part of you and Coroebus is a part of me. I love you because you are Nadira. The strange beautiful Nadira. The Nadira that has such hatred for me it kills to see the anger in your eyes whenever you even glance at me. I love Nadira. Not Cassandra. I love you.

Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>

Katherine stared intently at the cold, hard steel. She knew it would be loaded and that, if need be, there was extra ammunition in the back of the drawer. She would not be one of those girls, the ones who sit idly by and wait for the answers to come to them.

Katherine stared intently at the cold, hard steel. She knew it would be loaded and that, if need be, there was extra ammunition in the back of the drawer. She would not be one of those girls, the ones who sit idly by and wait for the answers to come to them.

Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>

For the next several minutes we forgot about scones and lollipops and SATs and politicians and the Secret Service and hovered in a blissful place, population of two—Max and me. When I was kissing Max, the rest of the world, and all my problems faded away.

For the next several minutes we forgot about scones and lollipops and SATs and politicians and the Secret Service and hovered in a blissful place, population of two—Max and me. When I was kissing Max, the rest of the world, and all my problems faded away.

Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>

Brick walls towered over her. Decrepit staircases crowded about her. Nothing had changed. The line there, the lessons there, the rape there. Shouldn't the place be crimson with blood and black with shame?

Brick walls towered over her. Decrepit staircases crowded about her. Nothing had changed. The line there, the lessons there, the rape there. Shouldn't the place be crimson with blood and black with shame?

Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>

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