It's You

Why didn’t anything happen in you, Wild Awake? I wanted you to be good, but unfortunately, you were not because nothing happened and goddamn, your main character and the prose was cringe-worthy. Yes, that’s right, my dear friends. Nothing really happen. Yeah, Wild Awake seemed true to everyday life since life doesn’t have an overarching plot, and I would’ve enjoyed it if I hadn’t disliked the main character. It is a mess (albeit, somewhat fitting to the main character’s state of mind). When I…

involved. It’s just my way to serve—to take care…

emotional for me to write, so please try to hang with me because some of what I say may be a tad scattered. Those of you who are sensitive may possibly need tissues (shoutout to grandma!) So here we go, take a deep breath and keep reading. I’m struggling. So hard that it hurts. I can’t even explain half of the feelings that are twisting and turning inside of my heart right now. If you know me you know that my emotions are all on overload.…

leg around his waist. “Tell me you 've missed me.” He whispered, working his pants down his legs, as she moved her pelvis against him. “You know I have.” She turned her neck to the side, the feel of his tongue on her skin, making her wetter. Jackson hooked a finger under her panties pulling them down her legs. “Tell me you want me.” The same hand brushed over her slit, his thumb on her pearl rubbing…

"This is your room," Amelia repeated from the doorway. "You can do with it what you want, it's your zone nobody else's. If you don't like the paint we can change it," "No - its - its perfect," he murmured softly before turning away and smiling at the older woman. "Thank you," "You're oh so very welcome," Amelia laughed although her voice did hitch slightly. "Your trunk is at the bottom of your bed, Susan is here but she wanted to give you room to get used to things." Turning, Harry instantly…

“Screw you, Abellona!” My mama shouted, scolding her with an anger so primal, so intense, that I had never seen anything like it ever come out of her before. It had frightened me and yet made me proud. I looked down at my mama’s feet where Midnight now stood, her back arched, fangs drawn and letting out a seething rear aimed squarely at Abellona. Not far from her was another cat as equally angered and ready for a rumble. Off to my right, Tucker and Owen still struggled with subduing…

to see you,” she says, and invites me into the foyer. “How are you?” “I’m not sure. It’s been a crazy day.” “There’s roast chicken with tarragon in the oven,” she says, “I’d love for you to join me for an early dinner.” “Thanks.” We walk into the kitchen. The smell of food comforts me. She nods for me to sit, and arranges another place setting. “Do you enjoy cooking for yourself?” I ask. “I do, cooking became my new passion, once I gave up sex.” I chuckle. “I understand. It gives you what…

of the children as you wish . . .” His voice trailed off. I shivered. “Do you want me to untie them?” Bane asked. “No. They’ll sleep until you reach the mine. Chance, look at me.” Reluctantly, he gazed into Mr. Wang-Woo’s eyes. “You’re sleepy—very sleepy. You yearn for rest. Slumber wraps you in its silky embrace and holds you there as you close your eyes.” I watched Chance’s eyes flutter for a second, and then he opened them again. “Your eyelids are heavy. You must sleep—you have no choice.…

She pierced her lips into a straight line and put his paper in the curve pile of papers. "He's actually been improving if you asked me. If you even cared to look at the monitored homework, you would see as well." He bit his lip and placed a hand over her pen. "Feisty I like it." Diamond roughly snatched her hand from his and flashed her 15 carrot ring. He licked his lips and glared at the glistening moon…

She reminds him that if he's in danger, they go to the police, she tells him he’s just a man who got in over his head. That's the truth, Skyler says. In her mind her husband isn't the aggressive, dangerous, powerful criminal that Walter truly is. It's Skyler insulting his masculinity that seems to…