My inner goddess fist-pumps the air above her chaise lounge.
E.L. JamesI've been burned already, and yet here I am again
E.L. JamesJust-fucked hair doesn't suit me.
E.L. JamesMots clés fifty-shades-of-grey-humor
Placing my head on my knees, I let the irrational tears fall unrestrained. I am crying over the loss of something I never had. How ridiculous. Mourning something that never was - my dashed hopes, my dashed dreams, and my soured expectations.
E.L. JamesMots clés rejection
He pauses and takes a deep breath. "I love you Anastasia. I will do everything in my power to protect you. I cannot imagine my life without you.
E.L. JamesI want your world to begin and end with me.
E.L. JamesThe only man I’ve ever been attracted to, and he comes with a bloody contract, a flogger, and a whole world of issues.
E.L. JamesMots clés erotica erotic-romance 50-shades 50-shades-of-grey
"His grin widens, and leaning down, he undoes the tie.
E.L. JamesI know you've always dreamed of going to Europe," he says softly. "I want to make your dreams come true, Anastasia."
"You are my dreams come true, Christian."
"Back at you, Mrs. Grey," he whispers.
Mots clés christian-grey anastasia-steele
He does, and his eyes shoot to mine, wide and gray, alive with wonder and joy. His lip part in disbelief. The word YES flashes on and off on the key ring. "Happy birthday", I whispered.
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