He Caught Me To Him And Cupped

As A Writer, It's Disheartening To Write Books That You Pour Your Soul Into And Not Have Them Distributed Widely Enough To Find Their Audience.

"you’re Different,” He Said, Touching My Face. Of Course I Was. The Man I Loved Had Killed For Me. A Lot Of Things Became Inconsequential After A Sacrifice Like That.

She’s My Mate; That Makes Her Mine. Forgetting That Will See Your Neck No Longer Serving Its Purpose.” “i Love It When You Talk Dirty,” She Purred. “give My Regards To Lindsay.

I Realized We'd Pulled Into A Parking Garage. We Drove Around Two Levels, Pulled Into A Spot, Then Immediately Pulled Out Again. Along With Four Other Black Bentley Suvs. "what's Going On?" I Asked, As We Headed Back Toward The Exit With Two Bentleys In Front Of Us And Two Behind Us. "shell Game," He Said.

I'll Catch You Angel, I'll Always Catch You.