He buried his hands in the rich velvet of her hair. “I thought I’d die for wanting you.
Teresa MedeirosStichwörter: romance sebastian heather teresa-medeiros prudence velvet
So go ahead and
make your way
Back from the edge
of yesterday
No one knows what
Can't be known
'Cause when you start
You're all alone
But take enough steps
Take enough steps
Take enough steps
And someday
Someday you'll be home
---Heather Wells, Untitled
Stichwörter: heather own-song size-12-is-not-fat
Sucking in air, Heather said, “Fluffy—Mrs. Allen’s ferocious dog—chased me all the way down Pine Street trying to tear me to shreds with his razor fangs. I barely got away.”
Scarlet scrunched her face. “Isn’t Fluffy a Chihuahua?”
Still panting, Heather said, “Yes. A demon-possessed, human-eating Chihuahua.
Stichwörter: chihuahua heather scarlet
They lay on their heathery beds and listened to all the sounds of the night. They heard the little grunt of a hedgehog going by. They saw the flicker of bats overhead. They smelt the drifting scent of honeysuckle, and the delicious smell of wild thyme crushed under their bodies. A reed-warbler sang a beautiful little song in the reeds below, and then another answered.
Enid BlytonStichwörter: nature night scents sounds bats reeds heather honeysuckle thyme
Stichwörter: gabriel heather chelsea-fine avow
I'm going to die. I'm going to die. I'm going to die-
No.
Heather took a deep breath and tried to think about something else. Anything else.
Like ponies.
Ponies were a happy thought. They were nice and gentle and they never kidnapped people or strapped them to cold warehouse pillars.
Ponies, ponies, ponies-
"Tie him up by the girl and for God's sake don't kill him!" Clare's - er, Raven's - voice was like nails on a chalkboard as it floated into Heather's ears.
Any attempts to think of ponies came to an abrupt halt.
Stichwörter: raven heather avow
B-T-W," Heather said. "What's with the death wish?"
"What are you talking about?"
"I'm talking about provoking the wicked witch of the west. You look old? Are you trying to get us both killed?"
"She does look old. Or at least, older than she used to."
"It doesn't matter! Two things you never comment on when it comes to girls: their age and their weight. That's male survival 101. Come on!
Stichwörter: gabriel heather chelsea-fine avow
A little heads up would have been nice.
Hey Heather, since we're history partners and all, I figured I should tell you I'm a murderer. But I'm hot so it's okay.
From now on, Heather was going to do background checks on all her buddies.
Stichwörter: gabriel heather chelsea-fine avow
Raven made a face at the blood that now stained her fingertips. She wiped her hand on his jeans until the blood was all gone.
Gabriel watched her with narrowed eyes and said, "You look old."
Heather's mouth fell open.
Good God. Don't anger the crazy lady.
Raven slapped him, hard. "That's what happens when your supply of fountain water starts to run out and you have to dilute it. You age. Magic can only do so much."
"Sucks to be you," Gabriel said.
Clearly, he did not value his life.
Stichwörter: raven gabriel heather chelsea-fine avow
So..." Heather nodded slowly. "We're still here."
"Yep. I think your team of SWAT guys got lost. Probably looking for their shirts."
She made a face at him. "You're effing hilarious."
"I try.
Stichwörter: gabriel heather chelsea-fine avow
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