When You Dance With The Devil, The

Because You're Here With Me, Jack Said. Any Night That Ends With That Can't Be That Bad

I've Always Kind Of Wrote When I Wanted To. Once I Get The Idea In My Head And Get It Outlined Out, I Usually Just Sit And Write Until It's Done.

While It Did Smash, Breaking A Bottle Over Someone’s Head Requires A Lot More Force Than Movies Had Led Me To Believe.

Loki," I Said. "hey, Princess." He Smiled Dazedly As He Looked Up At Me. "what's Wrong?" "nothing." I Smiled And Shook My Head. "not Anymore." "what's This?" He Took My Hair And Held It Out So I Could See. A Curl Near The Front Had Gone Completely Silver. "i Take A Nap, And You Go Gray?" "you Didn't Take A Nap." I Laughed. "don't You Remember What Happened?" He Furrowed His Brow, Trying To Remember, And Understanding Flashed In His Eyes. "i Remember..." Loki Touched My Face. "i Remember That I Love You." I Bent Down, Kissing Him Full On The Mouth, And He Held Me To Him.

How Did You Even Know I Wasn't In My Room?" "i Checked On You." Finn Gave Me A Look Like I Was An Idiot. "i Check On You Every Morning." "you Check On Me When I'm Sleeping?" I Gaped At Him. "every Morning?" He Nodded. "i Didn't Know That." "why Would You Know That? You're Sleeping," Finn Pointed Out.