This isn't a romance. You're not a damsel in distress and I'm not the handsome prince come to save you.
Like a Falcon, she needed the dark to understand who her master was. She would learn to trust him, to rely upon him, to anticipate what he wanted from her. And like any master with his salt, he would reward her for her obedience. He would be exceedin...
I wanted to cry for wanting to cry.
People often believed they were safer in the light, thinking monsters only came out at night.
The only way to truly be safer, was to accept the dark, to walk in it with eyes wide open, to be a part of it. To keep your enemies close.
Make him love you,” Ruthless Me whispered. “Make it so he can’t live without you. The devil you know.” I felt her growing inside me, bringing with her the insane idea that I actually wielded power with Caleb.
People often believed they were safer in the light, thinking monsters only came out at night. But safety – like light – is a façade. Underneath, the whole world is drenched in darkness. The only way to truly be safer, was to accept the dark, to ...
People often believed they were safer in the light, thinking monsters only came out at night. But safety – like light – is a façade.
Somehow I'd still managed to go all retarded at the sight of some handsome asshole with a nice smile.
the only way to truly be safer, was to accept the dark
