...cursing my heels and debating whether it was faster to stop and take them off--damn ankle straps!--or keep running with the potential neck breakers. Wouldn’t that make a charming epitaph? Here lies Cat. Killed not by fang, but Ferragamos.
Jeaniene FrostAll I'm saying is that sooner of later, you'll have to come to terms with yourself. You can't wish away the vampire in you, and you shouldn't keep atoning for it. You should figure out who you are and what you need, and then don't apologize for it. Not to me, to your mum, or to anyone.
Jeaniene FrostTag: self-acceptance grave bones halfway
Your mom can't hate a whole country because of one person!
Jeaniene FrostTag: grave timmie-halfway
I love you. You have no idea what you are worth to me.
Jeaniene FrostThere's nothing to catch up on. You came, you saw, you scored, you left. End of story.
Jeaniene FrostWe're, ah, taking a break to evaluate things, and, um, reexamine our relationship, so I stuffed him in a closet!" I burst out in shame. Timmie's eyes goggled.
Is he still there?
Why did he have to be so gorgeous? Why did he have to stand so close, and why did I still love him so much?
Jeaniene FrostI have been stabbed, shot, burned, bitten, beaten unconscious too many times to count, and even staked. None of those held a candle to the pain I felt at seeing his mouth on hers.
Jeaniene FrostHe gave the body a final kick and then turned to face me.
“You and I need to talk, Kitten.”
“Now?” I asked in disbelief, gesturing to the dead vampire near his feet.
“It’s not like he’s going anywhere, so yeah. Now.
You called her Kitten? And she let you? She put me in a coma for three days when I
called her that! My balls never recovered from her smashing them into my spine!
Tag: grave bones cat kitten one juan foot
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