The Reaper (Dark Verse, #2)

by RuNyx

He. Had. A. Fucking. Dimple.

“You,” she whispered to the space between them, “Tristan Caine, are a beautiful, beautiful man. And my heart beats for you.”

Im going kms

“Dinner,” she mumbled through a hazed mind. “I’d rather eat you,” he murmured back,

BITHHHHHHHHHH U ATD

Chickened out. Tristan ‘The Nothing-Scares-Me Predator’ Caine had chickened out.

“Hey, hey, tell me what happened. Morana, are you hurt?”

I love him

Morana held him through the pain, her own eyes tearing up as he cried in her arms.

And he would go through it all, over again, just for her.