I lean forward, pressing my lips to his, and it breaks me open. His hand leaves my face and traces notes up my arms, strikes chords on my throat and up into my hair. His mouth forms lyrics that expose my soul. The kiss is like a song played only once. And forever. Katherine Longshore
Those sweet lips. My, oh my, I could kiss those lips all night long. Good things come to those who wait.
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Jess C. Scott
We could do it, you know."" What?"" Leave the district. Run off. Live in the woods. You and I, we could make it.
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Suzanne Collins
Friends are the family you choose (~ Nin/Ithilnin, Elven rogue).
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Jess C. Scott
A fit, healthy body–that is the best fashion statement
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Jess C. Scott
Time will make it worse! You're...the other half of his soul. He's never going to get over you. And no matter how much you hope that you will... you'll never get over him. You're going to wake up one day and realize what you've done,...
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Jamie Mcguire
More Quotes By Katherine Longshore
I will no longer be judged by the standards of others. I will judge myself. I will not live by someone else's rules. I will make my own.
I lean forward, pressing my lips to his, and it breaks me open. His hand leaves my face and traces notes up my arms, strikes chords on my throat and up into my hair. His mouth forms lyrics that expose my soul. The kiss is...
Thomas closes the gap between us and kisses me. Hard. This is not wet and sloppy like his playful kisses. Or dry and desperate like Percy's. Or teasing like the king's. No. This kiss is eloquent and alive and speaks direcetly to my soul. My...
Hand in hand, we climb the processional stair, rising in the celebratory uproar of a capricious court. As we enter the palace, we are blinded by the ascent from sunshine into darkness.
I rise early that morning and dress in green and brown, my skirst the same colour as the forest floor. I include a cap copied from one of the duchess's, but set farther back from my face. She may be a bitch, but she does...
