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Once a loved one was gone, however, assuming you were essentially fond of them, she had found that the disappointments faded and only the love remained. If only through force of will.
As John accepted the simple gift, he tried to ignore how hard it was to be different from those around him. No voice. Not a Brother. Here by a stroke of luck that could just as easily have not connected him with Tohr.
poor old john. im glad we’re getting back into /john/ not john as he is in his relationship with xhex.
It was going to be hard to look into Darius’s eyes again.
Murhder doesnt know darius is dead :-( thats so sad
“I don’t give two shits about you,” Vishous said on an exhale. “Same brand of Turkish tobacco. You still get it from that head shop down on Market?” “Fuck you.” “You always wanted to—” Phury jerked Murhder
AAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
There were questions she needed to ask. Fears she wanted allayed. Choices to discuss. And not just with anyone. With Gerry. She needed to talk to him about this. Ask him what he knew and what he had done. Demand to know whether he was the good man she had believed him to be or someone else entirely. But he was gone, and there was nowhere to go with any of it. She was alone with a baseless yearning, once again. After so many years of being in this isolated spot, you’d think she’d be used to it. Some destinations were ever new territory, however, no matter how well you knew their town squares.
:-(
God, that male had been born under a dark star. He seemed destined for suffering.
So what, he wanted to say. I wanted to show off for the woman. Sue me. “We had to get through the goddamn door,” he bitched at Xhex. “Sure,” she said with a wink. “And look, we did.”
UGH
“You got him?” Murhder asked softly. Her honey-colored eyes shifted up to his. “Yes. I do.” Well, brace yourself, he thought. Because I’m very sure you got me, too.
“Wipe me clean,” she heard herself say against his mouth. “Take everything away for me until I know only you. Make everything disappear . . . but you.”
Having her skin covered by anything but his mouth and hands, his very body, was a crime as far as he was concerned.
Just two vampires, looking for the undead, ready to enjoy some good old-fashioned bloodshed. Besties.
I LOVE IT
“My Sarah . . .” he groaned as he circled her thigh with his hand. “Give me what I want.”
He was in her skin, in her vein, and oh, God, he started sucking, his satin lips pulling at the puncture wounds, his red-and-black hair fanning over her hips, his fingers still going in and out of her—
Goddamn it, I’ve died.
me if i die
Besides, she didn’t imagine they were going to miss her much after tonight, and no, she wasn’t being mopey. The reality was, she was an outsider, whereas they were family.
SAD
As an exhile from what he considered his home in the Black Dagger Brotherhood, he had always felt badly for the objects left behind.
After John had peeled the apple in one long strip that fell on his bare foot, he cut a piece of the white flesh with the black steel of the dagger—and offered it to Z on the blade. Zsadist reached out and accepted the slice, popping it into his mouth. His smile was ancient. And beautiful, even, if not especially, because of his scarred face.
GOD DAMMIT I LOVE THESE TWO
