I rolled my eyes."Be quiet or I'll be forced to flick you."
"Ooh," he mocked. "The ultimate threat. I don't think I've ever been flicked before.
I'm a girl; of course I have a built-in miss-o-meter.
Alexandra AdornettoActually Gabriel’s an archangel,” I corrected. “But otherwise, yes.”
“Well, that explains why he’s so hard to impress,” said Xavier flippantly
I honestly can’t tell you. We’ve never had a situation like this before, “I admitted.
“So you being an angel doesn’t meam…” He hesitated.
“Doesn’t mean I have an answer for everything,” I concluded for him.
“I just assumed it would be one of the perks.”
“Sadly, no.
Tags: humor
The remnants of my dress hung like tentacles and from my back arched a pari of towering wings, feather-light but suggesting enourmous power. My hair streamed behind me, and I knew that the ring of light around my head would be brighter than ever.
“Holy crap!” Xavier blurted
I have church on Sunday.”
“Of course you do.”
“You’re welcome to come along.”
“Thanks, but I’m allergic to incense.”
“That’s a shame.”
“It’s the bane of my existence.”
- Beth and Jake
But I was wrong. I should have known it wasn't owver, couldn't be over quite easily. No sooner was Xavier out of sight than a little cylinder of paper fell from the top of my locker. As I unrolled it, I knew I'd see black calligraphy crawling across it like a spider. Dread settled around me like a fog as the words burned into my brain:
The Lake of Fire awaits my lady
Tags: fantasy-fiction
She had the face of an angel
I saw mirrors in her eyes
We were the same, she and I
Both bound by potent lies.
In him I saw my future
In him I saw my friend
In him I saw my destiny
Both my beginning and my end.
Love you,” Xavier said just before he drifted back to sleep.
“Love you more,” I said playfully.
“Not a chance,” Xavier said, fully awake now. “I’m bigger, I can contain more love.”
“I’m smaller, therefore my love particles are more compressed, which means I can fit more in.”
Xavier laughed. “That argument makes no sense. Overruled.”
“I’m just basing it on how much I miss you when you’re not around,” I countered.
“How can you possibly know how much I miss you?” he said. “Have you got some sort of built-in miss-o-meter that can give us a reading?”
“I’m a girl; of course I have a built-in miss-o-meter.
To make one person the center of your world is bound to end in disaster. There are too many factors outside your control.
Alexandra AdornettoTags: love halo love-hurts
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