She had just left his house, but she could hardly wait for the next chance to see him again.
"I’ve tasted your lips already this night and I would taste them again."- Prince Amun-Khet from my Tapas BL novel "Phoenix and Jackal. Things are getting hot in the latest chapter! Check it out.
The last thing she saw was the face of the undead woman in her dreams… and she smiled.300 undead. Open up a bottle, Matt. I’m coming.
Once inside the structure, it was rather boring and dark.
lol well it's a sentence
The guilt that he shoved inside of his beloved, again and again, bloodied water splashing against stained white porcelain.
"As part of the campaign, we will organize a health event that includes aerobic sessions, healthy lunch sets, free health screenings and seminars."
...please don't kill me
Rain is our most valuable resource, yet we all just bitch about drying our laundry...
“He's perkier on land.” Then he hurried after Julian.
Hey I have just written a script.And the last sentence was actually the entire script.
”I’m awesome. HahahahahaHahah”
He looked up towards the clouds, his eyes reflecting the dark gray skies above him, as he began to walk into the rains waiting embrace.
I needed to stretch.
“This, right here – this is stupid!”
I feel so out of steam for this story and yet lil ideas seem to... percolate through ?
Once she was outside with no one around, she tore away the flesh mask and wig that she was wearing, reassuming her identity as Shea Reman, private Ferryman – like the dead Johann – working for a company that specialized in escorting people to the other world in the most glorious manner possible.
Not when she was standing right in front of him.
"This is my life. Good Riddance"
“All of you guys play this game to escape your world. But… every single game character here, whether they know it or not, want to escape these walls. This world of torture and death.”
My next page contains dialogue from a small boy... "Hi, My name's Alistair. What's your name? Are you a dead beat? My Dad say's that mum is always bringing home dead beats!"
As the delightful agony coursed through his nerves, her whisper crept along with his ears, sultry and wet, "I promise. I will never let you go."
"..It's a date."
Simple sentence ^^;
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