Vicious (Sinners of Saint, #1)

by L.J. Shen

I knew it was important to box up these kinds of moments, keep them locked away in my heart, and call them up when things got hard. Because moments like these reminded me that my life was hard, but not bad. There was a difference between the two.

A hard life equaled a life full of obstacles and challenging moments but also full of people you loved and cared about. A bad life equaled an empty life. One that wasn’t necessarily hard or challenging but was devoid of the people you loved and cared about.

“World peace, the cure for lung disease, for The White Stripes to reunite,” I shot back.

She was a fantasy, and like all fantasies, she was meant to be savored, cherished, and treated with caution and respect.

“It can be a date,”

Kicking my feet and giggling !!!!

He was toxic, poison, and he was going to kill everything beautiful in my life if I let him. He was the storm to my cherry blossoms.

Lust is when you want the person to make you feel good. Love is when you want to make the other person feel good.

You were always mine. —Black

I was stealing her pens and pencils, when actually, I was desperate for her words.