It took me about a half an hour to weasel Daemon away from my mom.
Maybe I wouldn’t have to worry about her and Will. Maybe I needed to worry about her and Daemon. Cougar.
Tags: katy
I love you, Katy. Always have. Always will," he said, voice thick and hoarse with panic. "I will come back for you. I will-" The emergency doors sealed shut with a soft thud. "I love you," I said, but Daemon...Daemon was gone.
Jennifer L. ArmentroutSporks are only used in the most dire situations.
Jennifer L. ArmentroutTags: funny katy life-saving sporks
We can't lose you," she said after a few moments of awkward as hell silence. "You have to understand that we aren't doing this because we don't care about Kat. We're doing this because we love you."
"But I love her," I said without hesitation.
Dee's eyes widened, probably since it was the first time she'd herd me say it out loud, well, about anyone other than my family. I wished I had said it more often, especially to Kat. Funny how that kind of shit always turns out in the end. While you're deep in something, you never say or do what you need to. It's always after the fact, when it's too late that you realize what you've should've said or done/
It couldn't be too late. I knew that. The fact that I was still alive was testament to that. Like Dee said, though, there were worse things than death.
Laughter can cure anything, when you laugh, it pushes the darkness out of your soul.
Micalea SmeltzerTags: inspirational jared katy
-... Pero ¿sabes en que pense todo el día ayer? un pensamiento que no me puedo evitar no importa cuan disgustado estoy contigo.
-No.
-Que tengo suerte porque la persona que no puedo sacar de mi cabeza, la persona que significa más para mi de lo que puedo soportar aun está viva, ella está todavía allí, y esa eres tu.
Tags: love español amor katy daemon-black
¡Dulces bebes extraterrestres!
Jennifer L. ArmentroutTouching him, kissing him, was like having a fever all over again. I was on fire. My body burned. The world burned. Sparks flew. Against his mouth, I moaned.
There was a POP! and CRACK!
The smell of burned plastic filled the cubicle. We pulled apart, breathing heavily. Over his shoulder I saw thin strips of smoke wafting from the top of the ancient monitor. Good God, was this going to happen every time we kissed?
I refused to fight them-to beat up on them or potentially kill them if things got out of hand. It was like being in a real, albeit messed-up, version of "The Hunger Games".
"The Hunger Games" for alien hybrids.
Tags: katy
The kid curled his fingers inward, like he was motioning them to come play with him, and in a total Magneto way, the guns flew from the officers' hands, zinging toward the kid. They, too, stopped in midair and lit up in vibrant shades of blue. A second later the guns were dust.
Kat's hands dug into my back. "Holy..."
"Shit," I finished.
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