Thank You For Bringing Me

Would I Be Healed Now If You Gave Me Your Blood, Nikolai?” “are You Asking Me For It?” “if I Were, Would You Give It To Me?

You Stayed,” He Murmured... Her Softly Whispered Answer Sifted Into His Hair Where Her Lips Rested Against The Top Of His Head. “you Didn’t Let Go.

I Want To Take My Girls Home.

Jesus," Dante Interjected When The Heavy Quiet In The Vehicle Seemed Endless. "all This Touchy Feely Is Making Me Itchy To Kill Something. How About We Quit Jerking Each Other Off And Go Blow The Roof Off This Mutha?

Kellan’s Hand Found Hers, Took It Into His Strong Grasp. “there,” He Said, Pressing A Kiss To The Center Of Her Palm. “i’ve Got You, Mouse.” “yes, You Do,” She Replied.