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“Love is but souls meeting and connecting, isn't it?
“It means, did he look in your blue eyes and touch you inside. Love is more than just feeling something, it's the connection of two souls that intertwine and cannot be without the other. It's not just saying you love someone—it’s showing them with every fucking breath you take, every look. It just is, simple as that. That kind of love doesn't die. It withers the soul without the other to keep it alive. Eventually, it turns you bitter and cynical.”
“Destiny doesn’t ask you if you want it, Syn; it just forces it into your lap, and you deal with it.
“If you do that to anyone, and I mean anyone else, Syn, I will lock you up inside this fucking room. That wasn't dancing, not by any fucking means.” He paused, turning his full hungry Fae eyes in my direction.
he'd consume you, body and soul.
“I scare you, Syn—make you feel things you're afraid of admitting to yourself.”
I want to hold her hands above her head and feed her inch after glorious fucking inch of my cock, and watch her eyes as she takes me inside her body hungrily, greedily. Her mouth would open to gasp, and she’d make those sweet, intoxicating sounds that drive me insane with the need to turn them from little noises, to screaming as I fuck her
“I'll be strong for you, Syn…if you need it. You don’t always have to be the strong one. I'll be your glue if you want to crumble. I'll hold you together,” he said, lifting his eyes to meet mine.
“Then I'll put you back together. I will never tear you down, Syn. I will always protect you from anything and everything that would.
Ryder was not the kind of man you walked away from. He was the type you crawled away from, trying to remember your own name after he was done with you.
