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She was unstoppable. Not because she did not have failures or doubts, but because she continued on despite them. BEAU TAPLIN
“You distract me, Juliette, and I need to remedy that as soon as possible.”
“Until the end of summer, you’re mine,”
One look from him, one scalding hot glance, and my body reacted to him like oil and fire. We were combustible and a destructive force to both of us.
Eyes so vivid and dark that he must have stolen the clear night sky.
Exposed wasn’t the right word for how I felt. Naked. Vulnerable. To my enemy.
His words, his words alone had the power to ignite me.
“You would believe that until you saw her singlehandedly destroy men with that sharp tongue of hers,”
The only thing I was afraid of was my own mortality in front of him. Gods fell in love with mortals and demolished them piece-by-piece.
He never let others control him. He never let others dictate his time or presence. He was steel and iron. Forged and unbreakable. I felt like delicate glass in his powerful hands.
“If push came to shove, we both know we’d destroy or use anyone to get the future we want,”
“But no one else can have your body or your mind.”
I was the maid; he was the owner’s son. I was a poor girl; he was a god. He wasn’t mine. He would never be only mine.
“Just go back to the party, Nathaniel. Go back to your perfect date,” I said, anger consuming my words. He scowled. “She’s not my date.” I rolled my eyes. “You two were fucking each other with your eyes.” He glared, stepping so close I shivered. “I wasn’t eye fucking her. There’s only one person I want to eye fuck—or fuck at all—and she’s standing right in front of me.”
“Life is ten percent what happens to you; ninety percent is how you react to it. I chose not to engage.”
“Your past doesn’t define you. You’ve earned your education at Yale, that’s admirable. Most of us didn’t. Most of us get our parents to pay our way in.”
“Your past doesn’t need to define you, Juliette,” he said, his voice soft and hard all at once. Leaving no room for me to argue. Because I knew the bastard was right. Because he saw something I had trouble seeing. “Ad astra.” I shivered at his voice, at his words. To see the stars.
Somehow, I had given him my body, my soul, and now my heart.
“You’re a god, Nathaniel Radcliffe,” I gasped, my fingers tangling in his dark mane, pulling hard. “A filthy god.”
“You’re just as filthy when you want to be, sweetheart.”
I knew as soon as I walked through that door I would be breaking my own heart. A heart I had guarded from everyone for so long. A heart that belonged to him.
my heart was cracking open and spilling everywhere.
I had fallen for a god and I had to give him up to keep his immortality.
“After years of wanting you, I thought if I had you, I could move on.” He licked his bottom lip and I watched him visibly swallow. “But it was the opposite. The complete opposite.”
“I love you, Juliette. And I choose you. I’ll always choose you,” he said, for once—his voice not calm, but filled with so much emotion, I almost drowned.
