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“Fate brought you to me.”
“You stole my fate.”
“Perhaps, yet it doesn’t make it any less mine.
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This is like a train wreak about to happen and I can't seem to look away 🙈🙉🙊

Omg !!after reading the prologue of this book ;I am speechless.....😮😶😏 this is going to be one hell of a read

“You look shaken up, sunbeam. We should probably get you a coffee and my number.”......😂😂😂😂

I wouldn’t touch you so quickly, I thought. I’d wait. Draw it out. Build up the moment so that when it happens—when each of us feels the other’s skin for the first time—it’ll be something sublime. Something earned.....I am enchanted 😍

Her name was Autumn. Of course it was. As if her parents knew she’d grow up to be a living embodiment of the season. Coppery hair, like an October forest of turning leaves. Hazel eyes that were mostly rich brown, but flecked with gold, green and amber, and weighted with sadness. A petite girl—I guessed five-foot-nothing to my six-one—passionate and unafraid...

Lucian tapped the table, drawing my attention back to him as he whispered, “It isn’t your money I want, Gypsy Blue. It’s your life.”

“I promise to give you as many tomorrows as I possibly can.” “You promise?” I need to hear him say it again because I want all the tomorrows forever.

“I don’t know how to love you, Piper,” he says roughly. “But I know I love you a little more every day.”

I eyed him suspiciously. “You’re cold, aren’t you?” “Fucking. Freezing,” he admitted, tucking his arms close to his body and blowing into his hands. “I just came up here for one smoke. Then I saw you. Now, come on. Be a lady and loan a man a jacket,” he joked, tugging on the edge of my coat.....

I am certainly charmed !!!😉😉😉

"in my world, where pain, filth, and fear were a way of life, why waste the possibility of finally feeling something incredible?"

She looked at me like I was a hero. Like I was some sort of savior sent from above. Like I could possibly drag her from the pits of hell. I couldn’t even save myself and she thought I could save her? And, fucking worse, I wanted to.

Opening my eyes, I shook my head. “I’m not that man anymore. That guy died a long time ago. In a shitty hotel room just like this one.” “So bring him back to life.” He shot me a crooked grin. “Jesus did it.” Fucking Drew.

"For a moment in time, a few weeks in the summer when we were both just a couple of naïve kids, I called Ian Kemp a friend. Earlier that day he had treated me as a stranger. It was the summers after that turned us into nothing more than a few memories."

"Hope is a dream the young cling to the old yearn for but only the broken understand"

“Love is too much like hate. They are emotions that come and go. Life, that’s a different ball game. You get one life. I live you, Cara. You’re my life.”