Alexander left for Boston yesterday. He left me with spare keys to his apartment. I promised him I would go apologize to Grey. I wasn’t excited about it, but it had to be done. I was going to do it today, the sooner the better.
I sighed as I rose from the leather couch, and took the keys from the hook. I walked to Grey’s house. It looked the same. Her car-well my car that I didn’t take with me-sat in the driveway. She didn’t have to work. I went up to the door and knocked.
I stood there a moment, and waited. I heard footsteps and the door opened. Grey stood looking at me open mouthed.
“Damien, what are bạn doing here?” she asked seeming board.
“I came to apologize,” she just looked at me. “May I come in?” she waved her hand, gesturing me to come in.
“Make this quick, I have plans,” she đã đưa ý kiến annoyed.
“I’m sorry, Grey. I shouldn’t have đã đưa ý kiến what I did. I did want to leave you, but I didn’t go about it the right way,” I đã đưa ý kiến feeling stupid.
“You’re damn right bạn didn’t,” Grey snapped.
“I know words can’t do much, so how can I make it up to you?” I asked feeling like an ass.
“Follow me,” she grinned. Grey walked up the steps, her jeans rubbed together as she walked. Her hàng đầu, đầu trang rode up her body, revealing her waist. I looked away, I wasn’t with her anymore. I wasn’t having regrets; I was just so used to seeing her body.
Grey walked into the bedroom we once shared. She climbed onto the giường and laid on her side.
“Come here,” she whispered seductively. I should’ve known she would play this card.
“Grey, I can’t,” I protested, I didn’t want to cheat on Alexander.
“You đã đưa ý kiến anything, this is my choice,” she said.
“But Alexander-”
“Doesn’t have to know,” Grey stood and pulled me onto the giường with her. She crawled on hàng đầu, đầu trang of me, and started kissing my neck. Grey began unbuttoning my shirt, and rubbing my abs. I moaned a little.
“Grey stop,” I was becoming weak. No, I couldn’t let her do this, but it felt so good.
“Why,” she bit my ear. I moaned again.
“It’s not right, and I can’t just cheat on Alexander,” I đã đưa ý kiến feeling guilty.
“You cheated on me, what makes him so different?” she asked kissing my neck more. I didn’t reply. The only answer that came to mind would be cruel. She kissed my lips and took off my shirt. I let her do what she wanted to me. I was her slave.
I vowed to confess to Alexander when he came home. I felt bad even as I let her do wicked things to me. Grey kept kissing me, and I fought to hold back my tears. Hold on Damien, it will be over soon enough. I hoped the voice in my head was right. Although, I did not believe it.
I sighed as I rose from the leather couch, and took the keys from the hook. I walked to Grey’s house. It looked the same. Her car-well my car that I didn’t take with me-sat in the driveway. She didn’t have to work. I went up to the door and knocked.
I stood there a moment, and waited. I heard footsteps and the door opened. Grey stood looking at me open mouthed.
“Damien, what are bạn doing here?” she asked seeming board.
“I came to apologize,” she just looked at me. “May I come in?” she waved her hand, gesturing me to come in.
“Make this quick, I have plans,” she đã đưa ý kiến annoyed.
“I’m sorry, Grey. I shouldn’t have đã đưa ý kiến what I did. I did want to leave you, but I didn’t go about it the right way,” I đã đưa ý kiến feeling stupid.
“You’re damn right bạn didn’t,” Grey snapped.
“I know words can’t do much, so how can I make it up to you?” I asked feeling like an ass.
“Follow me,” she grinned. Grey walked up the steps, her jeans rubbed together as she walked. Her hàng đầu, đầu trang rode up her body, revealing her waist. I looked away, I wasn’t with her anymore. I wasn’t having regrets; I was just so used to seeing her body.
Grey walked into the bedroom we once shared. She climbed onto the giường and laid on her side.
“Come here,” she whispered seductively. I should’ve known she would play this card.
“Grey, I can’t,” I protested, I didn’t want to cheat on Alexander.
“You đã đưa ý kiến anything, this is my choice,” she said.
“But Alexander-”
“Doesn’t have to know,” Grey stood and pulled me onto the giường with her. She crawled on hàng đầu, đầu trang of me, and started kissing my neck. Grey began unbuttoning my shirt, and rubbing my abs. I moaned a little.
“Grey stop,” I was becoming weak. No, I couldn’t let her do this, but it felt so good.
“Why,” she bit my ear. I moaned again.
“It’s not right, and I can’t just cheat on Alexander,” I đã đưa ý kiến feeling guilty.
“You cheated on me, what makes him so different?” she asked kissing my neck more. I didn’t reply. The only answer that came to mind would be cruel. She kissed my lips and took off my shirt. I let her do what she wanted to me. I was her slave.
I vowed to confess to Alexander when he came home. I felt bad even as I let her do wicked things to me. Grey kept kissing me, and I fought to hold back my tears. Hold on Damien, it will be over soon enough. I hoped the voice in my head was right. Although, I did not believe it.
this is a người hâm mộ fiction of the novel, Darker Still, bởi Leanna Renee Hieber.
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Disclaimer: Ms. Hieber own the rights to the book Darker Still.
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Summary: In New York, 1880, Natalie Stewart fell in tình yêu with Lord Denbury, known as Johnathon Whitby to family and close friends, who was trapped in a painting; and under a curse. With the help of family friend, Evelyn Northe, she is able to free him, and they leave the state.
But history repeats itself.
Now, in present ngày New York, 13 năm old Katia Whitby (Natalie's Greatx6 granddaughter)has become entranced bởi a painting which seems oddly alive. Katia is also mute, like Natalie was. She seems to some of the same abilities that her great-great-great-great-great-great grandmother did. Because her father works for the local museum of art, she's able to see the incredible painting with which she's obsessed thêm often. But is that really best?
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Disclaimer: Ms. Hieber own the rights to the book Darker Still.
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Summary: In New York, 1880, Natalie Stewart fell in tình yêu with Lord Denbury, known as Johnathon Whitby to family and close friends, who was trapped in a painting; and under a curse. With the help of family friend, Evelyn Northe, she is able to free him, and they leave the state.
But history repeats itself.
Now, in present ngày New York, 13 năm old Katia Whitby (Natalie's Greatx6 granddaughter)has become entranced bởi a painting which seems oddly alive. Katia is also mute, like Natalie was. She seems to some of the same abilities that her great-great-great-great-great-great grandmother did. Because her father works for the local museum of art, she's able to see the incredible painting with which she's obsessed thêm often. But is that really best?
I can see it now
Just how it will be
And don’t even ask how
hoặc what will be the key
I think of all that is lost
And can’t even bare the cost
To know they suffer
But no one will offer
A way out
hoặc a new place
hoặc even a new rout
But to stick your sorrows in a case
I leave her tonight
And don’t give thought to all in sight
Not wanting that pain
As in the ground she is lain
Before I let a single tear go
I turn away
As I sob an ‘Oh’
And say I’m okay
I can’t believe she’s gone
Leaving behind her sweat John
Without saying a single good-bye
In heartache we sigh
Not wanting to cry there
But her spirit surrounds us
We see her everywhere
Form every trang chủ to every bus
But we can’t chịu, gấu to say good-bye
As to us everyone will lie
We fall to the ground in pain
As dirt goes in, where she was lain
And our souls say their last good-bye
Just how it will be
And don’t even ask how
hoặc what will be the key
I think of all that is lost
And can’t even bare the cost
To know they suffer
But no one will offer
A way out
hoặc a new place
hoặc even a new rout
But to stick your sorrows in a case
I leave her tonight
And don’t give thought to all in sight
Not wanting that pain
As in the ground she is lain
Before I let a single tear go
I turn away
As I sob an ‘Oh’
And say I’m okay
I can’t believe she’s gone
Leaving behind her sweat John
Without saying a single good-bye
In heartache we sigh
Not wanting to cry there
But her spirit surrounds us
We see her everywhere
Form every trang chủ to every bus
But we can’t chịu, gấu to say good-bye
As to us everyone will lie
We fall to the ground in pain
As dirt goes in, where she was lain
And our souls say their last good-bye
It is sad how we must leave each other,
But it is something we must do in life,
So accept the fact that we do,
And leave now.
We go our separate ways in life,
Towards our careers that we prefer.
Although we must leave each other
We still have each other's memories
Tucked safely in our heart.
We leave
But we make new friends
The leaving might break our hearts
We understand that it is something
We must do.
It is something we do
To grow in life
To build character.
We go our separate ways in life
Though sad,
However helpful.
But it is something we must do in life,
So accept the fact that we do,
And leave now.
We go our separate ways in life,
Towards our careers that we prefer.
Although we must leave each other
We still have each other's memories
Tucked safely in our heart.
We leave
But we make new friends
The leaving might break our hearts
We understand that it is something
We must do.
It is something we do
To grow in life
To build character.
We go our separate ways in life
Though sad,
However helpful.
How I long to be back in my sweet haven,
Covered in blankets,
Replenished with water and the works,
Right now.
But.
I am not always so lucky to have one
For I am not your regular kid
Who always is lucky to have everything
For...
I am not a kid
I am not a person with a home
I am...
An infamous vagabond
Known for many cases of murder
And everything that I consider to be
My hobby.
I tình yêu being a bad vagabond.
Being bad's how I live.
So live with it.
hoặc get killed.
This.
Very.
Instant.
Covered in blankets,
Replenished with water and the works,
Right now.
But.
I am not always so lucky to have one
For I am not your regular kid
Who always is lucky to have everything
For...
I am not a kid
I am not a person with a home
I am...
An infamous vagabond
Known for many cases of murder
And everything that I consider to be
My hobby.
I tình yêu being a bad vagabond.
Being bad's how I live.
So live with it.
hoặc get killed.
This.
Very.
Instant.
Fire.
It is destruction.
But yet,
it shines beauty, and;
it is the gift of rebirth,
new beginnings,
the strength that boils within your soul,
bumbling deep inside
beneath the surface
waiting for bạn to
spread your wings like a phoenix,
showering bạn with the fire
waiting to burst to the surface and shine.
Fire,
its energy,
raw and primal energy
one so old,
the flames cry a thousand tears,
of souls Mất tích within its flames,
their souls,
live within the fire's kiss
eternally,
becoming one with the fire,
and be reborn,
forever and eternal
as a phoenix...
the soul immortal
as is the fire,
wild, passionate, primodial
can it be tamed?
No. can tình yêu be tamed? No
tình yêu is like the fires....untamed, unstoppable...
it consumes,
like a fire's kiss.
Do bạn dare to play a fire's game??
It is destruction.
But yet,
it shines beauty, and;
it is the gift of rebirth,
new beginnings,
the strength that boils within your soul,
bumbling deep inside
beneath the surface
waiting for bạn to
spread your wings like a phoenix,
showering bạn with the fire
waiting to burst to the surface and shine.
Fire,
its energy,
raw and primal energy
one so old,
the flames cry a thousand tears,
of souls Mất tích within its flames,
their souls,
live within the fire's kiss
eternally,
becoming one with the fire,
and be reborn,
forever and eternal
as a phoenix...
the soul immortal
as is the fire,
wild, passionate, primodial
can it be tamed?
No. can tình yêu be tamed? No
tình yêu is like the fires....untamed, unstoppable...
it consumes,
like a fire's kiss.
Do bạn dare to play a fire's game??
Evlynn
