White Out (24690 #2)
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I once thought losing love was the most heart-wrenching thing a person could experience. The longing, the ache of what might have been…the unanswered questions. What made life worth living if not love? What did we fight for if not the person who made us complete? The answers were easy: hatred, revenge…survival. When love abandoned you, negative emotions easily slipped through the cracks of one’s broken soul to make us whole again. They provided reasons to move forward and continue to breathe. Death wasn’t an option. Not when you craved to be the one who caused it.
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He was alive, and he had betrayed her. Left her to be tortured and battered in the clutches of a psychotic bastard.
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I could feel my new self twist and warp into a person I should have feared. Where I should have tried to get control of her, I didn’t.
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“Payback tastes a lot sweeter than your tongue. Than your cum. I’ll take the coldness of a blade before I let you brand yourself completely onto my heart. You had no right to begin with. It was never yours.”
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For the first time, familiarity soared. Everleigh had always felt so perfect in my arms. Like she’d been made to fit me. This moment was no different. Although she hit into my sides, she was softening. Molding to me as I thrust my tongue into her mouth.
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You couldn’t befriend monsters and expect blood not to become involved at some point.
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“Black is black White is white. Kiss my lips, Don’t take my sight. The taste so sweet, Like honeyed heat. My love is dead, My soul is beat. We dance our dance, So close and slow. The white is cold, Just like the snow.”
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“You were the only thing that kept me hanging on. If you think I’m going to let West win by taking away the only thing I felt was worth living for, then you are the fool, slave. Your love for me is in there somewhere. I don’t care what I have to do to set it free, I’m taking back what’s mine.”
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“We were meant for each other, Everleigh. Don’t you see? I won’t let you fight this. You’ve cared for me more than anyone ever has. You have sacrificed so much for me, and I’m not going to let that be in vain because some bastard decided he wanted my life. You are my life. You once said you loved me. Tell me again. Feel it again so I can too.”
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“Everleigh. Slave. I have loved you for longer than you can even imagine. This is not easy for me. I’m trying so hard to find us. I need you to try too. Just say the word. Believe it, or don’t. Just let me hear you say it. I have to. I need more…I think I feel…I…”
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Who is this woman, she pleads for such peace. Who is this killer, who stays within reach? Why does she tempt me? So strong she does grow. Who will come save me, when there’s nowhere to go. Kiss me, don’t break me, words whisper within. You’re mad, you’ve gone crazy, His love was my sin. The tears won’t stay hidden, They flee who they know, I love you, I swear it, But alas, I must go.
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She’d written this poem for me. One that, for some reason, tore right through the numbness like it was nothing. I felt sick. I felt…remorse…regret…and monstrous. But I could feel…and it was more than just the anger that always plagued me. It was love, sadness, heartbreak. It wasn’t pretend. It was so intense and clear, as if the fog had been lifted completely.
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“You lie. You’ll never forget me. You love me, and I love you. It’s why my word right now means nothing. Men who love like me are not honorable, slave. We fight for what we want. We kill, if need be. You are mine. You have always been mine. If it’s a game of cat and mouse you seek, you have it, but I wonder if it’ll even come to that. I truly wonder just how far you’ll make it alone.”
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I took another step up to the plane, there was only one thing clear to me: my Master wasn’t stopping me. He couldn’t right now, and we both knew it. I soaked in his smug expression—the way his lips were still tugged back at the side. The way his blue eyes were slightly narrowed. I knew that look. It was mine in my most confident moments.
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Nothing but the fact that today I was in control did. For now, I was free.