Gaming with the Gargoyle in Hallow's Cove

by Kass O'Shire

How do you say, “Gwen, I can’t have sex with you because I’ve been in love with you for years?”

For me, the sun has always been something untouchable, the silent ruler of my life. To me, the sun is warmth on my stone while I sleep, it is the brightness that illuminates the movement of those around me. It is elusive and beautiful, something that is always for everyone else, and never for me. The taste of Gwen’s skin is sunshine. It is a sip of something I never thought I’d taste.

"What am I going to do with you?" I echo her question from before. "Everything I've dreamed about for years."

Gwen, my mate, soon to be the mother of my child, my everything.

You are the best thing that ever happened to me, you’re the reason I wake up in the evening, and you haunt my dreams in the best way.

I love you Gwen, I always have. And I always will. Love me back? Please.

😭

“True, but you still stole my heart, little thief.” “And I’m never giving it back.”