[BOOK 1] "His arm reached out, and I felt his hand touch my face in the darkness of his car. Heat prickled on my skin, shooting fire to where his fingers touched my temple. I felt him tuck a strand of hair behind my ear, his touch gentle. I felt like I couldn't breathe. I closed my eyes, taking in his scent...
Ri likes a quiet life, without drama, and certainly without all that mate crap that the world seems to revolve around. To her exasperation, it seems to be all anyone cares about, looking for, finding and then claiming their mate. Well, that won't be her. She has a secret. She has managed to suppress her scent, so her...
"and if a writer falls in love with you, you can never die" dear you, imy. before i knew it, you disappeared into thin air; but even after you were gone, you were still my muse. and what terrified me the most was that there's still a lifetime left - after you. so i carved you into poetry you'll never read. i believe...
