The pain in her body came first, an intense surge of fire that raged like lava through her veins.
But it could not compare with what followed after.
A wail rose up from her depths. It left her as an inhuman cry.
Finally, she remembered everything.

Kelly Creagh

Stichwörter: isobel



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She looked up from the tag. "Uh, news flash. Your friends hate me."

"They don't know you," he said. Opening his door, he climbed out. He turned back, though, and leaned in on the door frame, peering at her. "Besides," he said, "you'd be with me.

Kelly Creagh


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His voice ripped through her, low, soft, and a little husky- like the hushed crackling of an old fashioned record player just before the music starts

Kelly Creagh


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But, Isobel thought with a bleak and sad smile, what better place to bury what was dead than in a cemetery?

Kelly Creagh


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Words...have always held the dangerous power to conjure things into being.

Kelly Creagh


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He could be so cynical. So dry and acidic. As blank as a page. Could he be tender, too?

Kelly Creagh

Stichwörter: cynical page dry tender blank



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A glance toward her digital clock showed the numbers twitching and randomly changing on their own, as though her clock couldn’t make up its mind on what time it wanted to be.

Kelly Creagh

Stichwörter: time numbers digital clock glance



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You yourself could be nothing more than a shadow, someone else’s dream who is, themselves, someone else’s.

Kelly Creagh

Stichwörter: dream nevermore kelly-creagh



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Like a serpent, this demon had coiled and nested into those empty and cavernous spaces of his heart. Like a harpy, she had preyed on his absolute aloneness.

Kelly Creagh

Stichwörter: demon nevermore kelly-creagh



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She’d never seen a boy with hands like that, with long, delicate fingers, beautiful but still masculine. His fingernails were long too, almost crystalline, tapered to points. They were the kind of hands you’d expect to see under lace cuffs, like Mozart or something.

Kelly Creagh

Stichwörter: hands boy mozart lace nevermore fingernails fingers delicate masculine



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