"They are infected."
He snuggled his back against the door and groaned as he pulled his knees up to his chin to balance on.
He groaned. “Like I've led him on...”
This is an excerpt from my upcoming novel
“Well, don’t come back crying in my arms if things don’t go well for you. Because I’ll kill her a second time.”
Regardless; he does not look.
The Last thing that I wrote. Man I love things out of context.
“Indeed … shit.”
“Haven’t seen you around, what’s your name?” big boobies asked.
And, at the end of the day, he’d grab a beer and sit in front of his laptop, searching the web for a way to save himself from his own family.
Hold tight, we'll make it.
(Last line of my most recent comic update:)
“What would you like for dinner? Chicken, duck, or me?”
“We could’ve stayed in our other uniforms, but these are cute and the impulse control between us is abysmal.”
Spoken by a doctor. You probably won't be able to see this line in the novel until mid-May at earliest, but please enjoy the rest!
They’re curing me, helping me and I need to trust the doctors… they’d do nothing to hurt me.
"We were both so stupid," Lester said.
The faint smell of the roses that felt overwhelming before was already starting to disappear.
"To Kingdom Of Vexy!" She happily exclaimed.
And after I skipped out on the dinner...
Samara’s unconscious body laid against mine wordlessly, and once again, a strange feeling came over me. One filled with pride, concern, and affection, and this time, I knew it was all me.
"Your kind doesn't belong here!"
"Amigo... you have NO idea".
"I look at him shocked, my eyes wide. Out of all of the people that I thought it could've been, my fiancé is him?"
"This changes everything."
“That’s not been my experience.” Aryan grumbled, swiftly handing me the plate that was on the nightstand. “Now, eat your sandwich.”