As the vampire trailed a fingertip along the girl’s collarbone, she appeared to fall into a trance.
It was not mind games on Zypher’s part. Females of both races couldn’t help themselves around him.
There came a time in everyone’s life when they realized that in spite of how hard they’d been running from themselves, everywhere they went, there they were: Addictions and compulsions were nothing but marching bands of distraction, masking truths that were unpleasant, but ultimately undeniable.
J.R. WardTag: inspirational bdb
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This was the gift of recovery, he thought. The ability to be here in this moment with the female he loved and be fully aware, fully awake, fully present. Undiluted.
J.R. WardTag: brothers bdb phury lover-enshrined cormia bdb-phury
As she stood down below him on the street,it seemed impossible that she'd connected with him as she had,but then,the phone was virtual relating,one step up from being online.Both people were in their own environments,invisible to each other,only their voices mixing.It was false intimacy.
J.R. WardTag: bdb lover-avenged rehvenge ehlena
She did nothing to try to control the shakes that rattled her body,and didn't attempt to stop herself from crying. Tears left both of her eyes at the far corners,slipping out and flowing over her temples.Some landed in her ears. Some eased down her neck and were absorbed by the pillow.Others clouded her vision,as if they didn't want to leave home.
J.R. WardTag: john black-dagger-brotherhood bdb lover-avenged xhex
Please, if you would," the butler said, "no throwing the linens. Peaches, anyone?" -Fritz
J.R. WardTag: fritz black-dagger-brotherhood j-r-ward bdb dark-lover doggen
Phury nodded. "And if she lives with us, we get to keep the cat.
J.R. WardTag: boo black-dagger-brotherhood j-r-ward bdb phury dark-lover
Look upon me, Mistress. Watch as I wither!
J.R. WardTag: vampires zsadist mistress black-dagger-brotherhood j-r-ward bdb lover-awakened
He knew then that there are many ways for a heart to break. Sometimes it’s from the crowding of life, the compression of responsibility and birth right and burden that just squeezed you until you couldn’t breathe anymore. Even though your lungs were working just fine.
And sometimes it’s from the casual cruelty of a fate that took you far from where you had thought you would end up.
And sometimes it’s age in the face of youth. Or sickness in the face of health.
But sometimes it’s just because you’re looking into the eyes of your lover and your gratitude for having them in your life overflows... because you showed them what was on the inside and they didn’t run scared or turn away, they accepted you and loved you and held you in the midst of your passion or your fear... or your combination of both.
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