Words.” His tone sharpened. “I shared my house, my bed, and my blood with you, as well as offered you a place in my life forever. What are words compared to that?”
I sighed, my anger dissipating as quickly as his flames had. “Oh, Vlad, if you believed that, you would’ve told me what I wanted to hear to just appease me. You didn’t, which proves saying ‘I love you’ means more to you than everything else.
No one feels like you do, so every brush of your skin is a cruel reminder of what I’ve lost. I can barely stand the sight of you because you’re more beautiful than I’ve allowed myself to remember, and when I cut that wire off Maximus and smelled you all over him, I wanted to kill him more than I’ve wanted to kill anyone in my life, yet I couldn’t because of my promise to you.”
Slow tears continued to trickle down my cheeks, but for a different reason this time.
“You care.”
The words were whispered with a despairing sort of wonder. He wasn’t willing to rescind his loveless vow, clearly, but I was wrong about the apathy I’d thought he felt. That he admitted all the above was surprising enough; the fact he’d done it within earshot of his pilots was no less than shocking.
Vlad grunted. “Don’t worry. I intend to kill them as soon as we land.
Mots clés humor love vlad leila
He was impolite while making a point? This is Vlad the Impaler. His points usually come at the end of a long pole.
Jeaniene FrostI forgive you, but only because you said 'please.'"
Smartass, I thought. Then I groaned at the instant chorus of "Please!" mixed with cries for release from Vlad's prisoners. No wonder he got so sick of the word.
"I'm only merciful to one person a day," he threw over his shoulder. "As the saying goes, today isn't your day and tomorrow doesn't look good, either.
Mots clés humor leila vlad-tepesh cruel-and-unusual-punishment
How often must I tell you that you mean more to me than vengeance? I can live without defeating my enemies, but I cannot live without you.
Jeaniene FrostAny way you cut it, I was stuck between a rock and a hard place. Or, more accurately, between a fang and a sharp place.
Jeaniene FrostMots clés leila
It hurts to much to be close to you, but continually pushed away.
Jeaniene FrostMots clés leila
How I hated the dark part of me that continually foretold of failure or futility.
Jeaniene FrostMots clés leila
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