Grace rocked through the rhythm and stepped forward towards the audience and the edge of
the stage, looking out over the crowd.People screamed louder. Strangely enough, I could hear Lea screaming, “That’s my best friend, bitches,” over everyone.
I want to wake up every day I have left to the warmth of your lips on mine, the sound of your voice singing next to me, the feel of your fingers on my skin and your heart beating music with mine.”
Excerpt From: Zolendz, Christine. “Saving Grace.” DarkRoadDesigns, 2012-10-05T03:00:00+00:00. iBooks.
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A decent guy doesn’t just get born and grow up to be Mr. Perfect. They need to be created by a woman. They’re like a dumb blank lump of clay and you have to mold them into what you want them to be, while erasing everything their mothers ever taught them and all the horrible internet porn they’ve watched growing up.
Christine ZolendzTags: humor-relationships
The punishment I was given was this existence.
Christine ZolendzHe looks like someone who has a land mine in his pants." "Huh?" She gave me a really confused look. "You know a land mine; small, hidden, and explodes on contact.
Christine ZolendzI promise you, I will pick up every little broken piece of you, every fucking piece, Grace, and for the rest of my fucking life I will put you back together...I'll make you whole again.
Christine ZolendzI had to be honest though, Shane was insanely attractive, but looks fade and they are just a covering. Even if the outside of a building looks beautiful and structurally sound, it doesn’t mean that once you step inside, the building wouldn’t be rotten
Christine ZolendzLove wasn't forcing someone to feel the same thing you do for your own benefit. Love is patiently waiting for centuries to touch someone's lips again, love was giving up everything of yourself to let someone else be safe. Love is that breathless feeling when you want someone. It's the need to be a part of someone or you won't feel whole
Christine ZolendzA decent guy doesn't just get born and grow up to be Mr. Perfect. They need to be created by a woman. They're like a dumb blank lump of clay and you have to mold them into what you want them to be, while erasing all the horrible internet porn they've watched growing up" -- LEA
Christine ZolendzHey, and the rock star is here too! How you doing, son?”
“Hey, Mr. Rossi. Thanks for having me today. I’m doing great. How have you been?” I answered.
He lowered his gaze and stepped closer to me. “Good, good, son. I’m sure glad that everything was settled and you didn’t have anything to do with hurting our Gracie. Lea told me that you were the one to help her when that son of a bitch got his hands on her. We’re forever in your debt, Shane. I knew you couldn’t have hurt her.” He slid in front of the dining room chair at the head of the table, and sat down, leaning back with his arms folded across his chest. A serious expression crossed his features, “So did anybody get the son of a bitch, yet? Or am I going to have to make some calls…” Holy shit, it’s like the Godfather.
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