romance

romance

I’m not like you. I’ve never cared about keeping relationships or sparing people’s feelings. All I’ve ever cared about is power: how to get it, and how to keep it. I told you as much when we met.

I’m not like you. I’ve never cared about keeping relationships or sparing people’s feelings. All I’ve ever cared about is power: how to get it, and how to keep it. I told you as much when we met.

Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>

He was a prince. There was no hope in saying yes to the boy with the garnet eyes who left me reckless and confused at every turn. There was no future with him. None. Darren had duty. To the Crown. Gods only knew Priscilla and Blayne had spent enough time reminding me of that.

He was a prince. There was no hope in saying yes to the boy with the garnet eyes who left me reckless and confused at every turn. There was no future with him. None. Darren had duty. To the Crown. Gods only knew Priscilla and Blayne had spent enough time reminding me of that.

Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>

Love Darren? Of course not. Love is for fools not smart enough to see the path in front of them. That’s the difference between you and I, Ryiah. I see the truth and accept Darren for what he is. You just see what you want to see. It’s why I will wear the crown and bear his children while you are left wondering why you were never good enough.

Love Darren? Of course not. Love is for fools not smart enough to see the path in front of them. That’s the difference between you and I, Ryiah. I see the truth and accept Darren for what he is. You just see what you want to see. It’s why I will wear the crown and bear his children while you are left wondering why you were never good enough.

Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>

The heart has its own reasons that reason can't understand.

The heart has its own reasons that reason can't understand.

Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>

It was the impatience of the way he tore my panties from my body, that really turned me on: I was all he could think of, as his lust got the better of him. The way they looked so small, and cruelly forgotten, was a beautiful symbol of how much we both needed to satisfy our lusts.

It was the impatience of the way he tore my panties from my body, that really turned me on: I was all he could think of, as his lust got the better of him. The way they looked so small, and cruelly forgotten, was a beautiful symbol of how much we both needed to satisfy our lusts.

Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>

We couldn’t be friends. We couldn’t be enemies.So what were we?

We couldn’t be friends. We couldn’t be enemies.So what were we?

Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>

He didn't take any of my shit. I needed that.

He didn't take any of my shit. I needed that.

Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>

Someday, Ry, you are going to realize who Darren really is. He’s a prince, and he’s only going to break your heart.

Someday, Ry, you are going to realize who Darren really is. He’s a prince, and he’s only going to break your heart.

Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>

Anything for Byron’s least favorite apprentice. It’s the least I can do since you took over my torch.

Anything for Byron’s least favorite apprentice. It’s the least I can do since you took over my torch.

Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>

Loving you was like jumping into the dark side of a pool, and drowning.

Loving you was like jumping into the dark side of a pool, and drowning.

Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>

You can be a great man and still be a fool. Many of our country’s leaders can attest to that. Were they still living.

You can be a great man and still be a fool. Many of our country’s leaders can attest to that. Were they still living.

Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>

Three. I had just made my first, second, and third kill. Before I had even obtained my mage’s robes. I bent over and vomited into the grass. There was no pride, no justice, just the appalling sense that I had lost my innocence. That I was a monster.

Three. I had just made my first, second, and third kill. Before I had even obtained my mage’s robes. I bent over and vomited into the grass. There was no pride, no justice, just the appalling sense that I had lost my innocence. That I was a monster.

Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>

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