Sage.” He Laughed. “i’m Into Anything, So

Since When Do We Even Play Games?” “since When Don’t We Play Games? Games Of Life, Games Of Death. Games Of Love, Of Hope, Of Chance, Of Despair, And Of All The Myriad Wonders In Between.” I Rolled My Eyes At The Newcomer. “hello, Carter.

This Was The Last Thing I Expected. You Destroy My Life And Then Feed Me Some Inspiratonal Philosophy.

I'll Just Love You Whether You Want Me To Or Not.

(men Without Ambition Are Boring) And That Attitude, Mistress, Is Why The Females Of Your Kind Continue To Struggle For Equality. And Why They Continue To Fail.

Emerald Green Eyes Studied Us From A Face That Could Have Been Sculpted By One Of The Classical Artists I So Admired. Shocked, I Dismissed The Comparison As Soon As It Popped Into My Head. This Was A Vampire, After All. It Was Ridiculous To Admire Him The Way I Would Some Hot Human Guy.