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Disasters start on black nights. Starless, soulless, sparkless nights. The type of nights that serve as ominous backgrounds in folklore tales.
No stars were present then either, and just like tonight, the moon shone brightly, like the bleeding of pure silver on a blank canvas.
“I like the feel of your quickening pulse.”
Another time, someone accidentally spilled water on him, then went ahead and punched himself to escape his wrath.
Their jumping to the loud music is no different than a crooked version of monkeys on crack. I’ve been at this party for a whole ten minutes and I still haven’t spotted anything that’s worthy of my attention. And it’s being held in my fucking mansion.
Motherfucker got friend-zoned to death. Literally.
Sixty-nine. That’s my number. Blimey. What an unpleasant coincidence.
“Let me search for the fucks I have to give.” He pretends to study his surroundings. “See? None.”
“Deep breaths.” The amusement in his voice pisses me the hell off. “That’s it. We don’t want you to somehow have a stroke when you’re this young.”
Fucking gag.
“Stuart. Glyn and I go to school together.”
Well fucking done for pointing out the obvious inspector gadget
“When it comes to you? Always.”
W rizz
“Psycho’s cute.” I kiss her cheek and she freezes as I take a selfie and then put it as the display picture. “There. Much better. You can ogle this when you miss me.”
stare in complete disbelief as Killian sends his brother flying against the wall.
Killian’s lips meet my forehead and I’m pretty sure something jostles in my heart when he murmurs, “That’s my girl.”
It’s when Killian kissed me against the stairs. His hand is around my throat, the other on my hip, and he’s basically eating me for dinner. His bare chest is glued to mine and the way he’s touching me is so possessive that it goes without saying what type of relationship we have. An outsider would look at this and know that not only is Killian fucking me, but he’s also so dominant and possessive of me that no one would dare come close. He cemented it by the caption. Off. Limits.
run, rabbit.”
Eminem?????
“You make the demons go away, even temporarily.”
“That applies to everyone else but you. Listen carefully, baby. I’ll never let you go.”
Now, I don’t know what angels look like and probably never will—thank fuck I have a designated place in hell—but she’s the closest thing to an angel I’ve ever seen. My own angel.
“Oh my, I’m shaking.” I mirror his tone. “Is this the part where I start to cry?”
“I’m wounded. I thought we shared a connection.”
“Last I checked, I’m part of the King family.” That’s genuinely the most I’ve heard the emo fuck say.
I blame it more on when he pulls me to sleep on top of him after, or when he takes me to watch fireflies because he knows how much they bring me joy.
“Wait a minute.” Remi stares at Creigh. “Why aren’t you drinking, Cray Cray? Have you missed the never have I ever for this round?” When he shakes his head, Remi seems exasperated. “Then drink—Jesus fucking Christ, spawn, please tell me you’ve had your dick sucked at least once?” When Creigh remains silent, Remi falls down on his chair dramatically. “I think I need some medical attention. My own spawn has been missing out and I didn’t know. I’m losing years of my life as we speak, I’m telling you.”
What did one butt cheek say to the other?” Cecily rolls her eyes. “What?” “Together, we can stop this shit.”
“Sure did. Second-hand smoke is a serious threat to your health.”
But that’s not the emergency here. It’s Gareth groaning while calling Glyndon’s name. I lift my head and I have no fucking clue what to name the fucking feeling when I find them sitting around a table a few seats ahead, playing fucking Uno.
“Too much information,”
Killian throws it back. Harder.
Thought u meant twerking then 💀
“Like what you see, baby?”
“Oh, look at that. I finally have your attention.”
Yeah cause u have just squeezed my fucking neck u fucking prick (jokes)
Not all girls like the hero. I was fated to fall in love with the villain. Because I know, I just know that he’ll put me ahead of everyone. Himself included.
“What do you want as a reward?” “Marry me, Glyndon.”
