I've been with Mr. Locke for several hundred years now." He tossed her a wink. "I should hope in that time he would share with me his undead state. Had he not, I would have been rather perplexed as I celebrated 100 years of age and still looked 45.
Jennifer TurnerMots clés eternal-hearts
His gaze fell to her lips then lingered on her neck.
"As you so invitingly put it, I'd be too busy chewing on people."
~Kerestyan
testosterone driven penile fever
Jennifer TurnerThe last place my fingers need to be is anywhere near your mouth. You've already proven you're a biter.
~Drake
There's no bed in here. No threat that we'll do something we can't take back. Just two minutes we'll probably never have again...two minutes where we can both stop pretending the scars we can see are the only ones we have."
~Drake
Damn, you kill a few people here and there and suddenly everyone thinks you're a trouble maker."
~Drake
Even though my finger will probably get all infected now and swell up like a bloated corpse, I want you to know that I'll probably forgive you someday."
He slid his hand down her arm and squeezed her fingers tight.
"But today's not your day...and tomorrow ain't lookin' too good either."
~Drake
What?" his gruff voice scolded. "You were expecting to see Drake Junior?"
He clucked his tongue at her.
"You have'nt even bought me dinner yet."
~Drake
How many strokes does it take?"
"One. Two. Three."
"Four. Five..."
"Six."
"Seven. Eight."
"Nine."
"What if Daddy. Ten. Finds out what I did. Eleven. To his innocent little girl?"
"Twelve."
"This is what you do to me. Feel it. Thirteen."
"Fourteen."
"Do What he says, Toni. Fifteen. Come."
His heated lips curved against her ear.
"Fifteen it is."
~Drake
I like to think it's a nice trade off for wanting to kill everything. And, I do suck...but only for you and only if you ask nicely."
~Drake
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