~~Shan


Fighting Romance-Chapter SixChapter six Learning about Mr. ControllingFighting Romance-Chapter Six
John shifted uncomfortably on the couch. "Well, I didn't go back to my parents, that's for sure." "Why not? Weren't we supposed to?" That's what we were told by our leaders. To go back home and act normal. He looked away and cleared his throat. "While I was in the facility my parents went on a vacation. They went on a boat ride but then a storm hit where they were, the boat overturned and it was declared that my parents had drowned in the ocean." He looked at his now clenched fists. "Oh my John, I'm so sorry." I wished I didn't bring it up


Tiger or Lady?Tiger or Lady?Tiger or Lady?
The princesss lover was now faced with a dilemma. Would he choose the door the princess chose? Would he go with his own choice? The princess also was faced with a muddle; she seemed to ask herself the same questions. Everyone was at a deadlock for the accused to make his decision, even the king, who treated the accused as if he were a bandit, waited. The king always seemed to be very opinionated in his own decisions. The accused finally moved in a cumbersome motion. He was very circumspect just to open the door he chose just to create a breach to him to predispose what


Fighting Romance-Chapter FiveChapter Five Planning what?Fighting Romance-Chapter Five
I woke up surprisingly from a dreamless night. I was also surprised to find myself sleeping downstairs on the couch, on top of John. He snored quietly; I tried to carefully move off of him without waking him up. Once my foot dropped to the floor he put his arms around me, I stopped moving until he started snoring again I felt really warm and safe here with him oh, what am I talking about!? I hit him in his ribs and he jumps a little, letting me go. I got off him quickly and ran upstairs to take a shower. I talked to myself a lot then. Ugh, I should have kick


Fighting Romance-Chapter fourChapter Four My Enemy Did you mean it!? It was Craig, his voice full of anger. Mean what? I asked. That we should never see each other again! Yes, of course. I wa-, I got cut off; he threw me against the wall, knocking the breath out of me. He picked me up by the tops of my arms, lifting my feet off the ground. How could you say that? We love each other! He yelled Before I could answer, before I could think, his arms were tight around my waist and he was kissing me roughly. I couldnt release his arms. I kept trying to shove him ofFighting Romance-Chapter four
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Steven Crane poem entiteled 'A Man Said To The Universe'
"Sir I exist!"
"However," replied the universe,
"The fact has not created in me
A sense of obligation."
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I am a Twilight fan...but not a screaming-my-lungs-off-when-something-Twilight-related-happens-type of fangirl.
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AtTE:
°°|R!$**:3 **Caramelo**°3° ★♥
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I am a Twilight fan...but not a screaming-my-lungs-off-when-something-Twilight-related-happens-type of fangirl.
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Sookie Stackhouse: He's your maker, isn't he?
Eric Northman: Don't use words you don't understand.
Sookie Stackhouse: You have a lot of love for him.
Eric Northman: Don't use words I don't understand.
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~Pararoms and romanticas~
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I am a Twilight fan...but not a screaming-my-lungs-off-when-something-Twilight-related-happens-type of fangirl.
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