The question isn't "Why do we die?" The question is "Why do we live?
S.M. ReineTag: living-life
Dying is as natural as being born, and all of us have to face it someday. Some sooner than others. It's difficult to understand the meaning of it all. The question isn't, 'Why do we die?' The correct question is, 'Why do we live?
S.M. ReineTag: living
What about nightmares? Have you experienced sexual dreams of a dark nature?
S.M. ReineTag: dreams dark nightmares
So what, you assumed you’d show up before the dance and I’d magically be ready to go? I need warning to get beautiful.
S.M. ReineNever talk to them when they’re human, or they’ll trick you. You’ll get confused and sympathetic. That was what his mom always said. She was probably right. Last time he talked to a werewolf, he ended up dating her.
S.M. ReineTag: dating werewolves
When she released him, James looked stunned. “Still?” She suppressed a swell of sadness. “Always.
S.M. ReineTag: elise damnation-marked
Getting shot was an experience that Elise ranked on the “unpleasantness” scale right around “trying to survive a week without coffee.
S.M. ReineTag: coffee
They were twin beasts in the night, swift and sleek and growling. With her body arched over the moonlight-soaked motorcycle, her thighs welded to metal and leather, Elise felt like she and the bike had become a single animal—another member of Rylie’s pack, restricted only to where the wheels could take her.
S.M. ReineNo sex. No taking care of her pack. No physical activity at all.
Being pregnant was definitely much, much worse than being a werewolf.
Tag: pregnancy
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