...this refinement and delicacy were what Cale adored; but Cale had been beaten into shape, hammered in dreadful fires of fear and pain. How could she be with him for long? A secret part of Arbell had been searching for some time for a way to leave her lover__lthough she was unaware of this, it is only fair to record. And so as Cale waited for her to save him while he worked out a way of saving her, she had already chosen the bitter but reasonable path of the good, of the many over the one...

Never compare your love life from what you read or watched in a movie. Those are carefully thought about, yours on the good will of fate

A writer's partner should be a good reader...otherwise she/he will get bored what's happening around.

A true lover never demands a naked girl with him,rather he feels her presence all the time with him

Once I got home, though, and saw several packages on my front porch, all the crap from the day disappeared. A few had smiley faces on them. Squealing, I grabbed the boxes. Books were inside-- new release books I'd preordered weeks ago.

Thanks,_ I muttered and added under my breath, __ouchebag.__e laughed, deep and throaty. __ow that__ not very ladylike, Kittycat.__ whipped around. __on__ ever call me that,_ I snapped.__t__ better than calling someone a douchebag, isn__ it?_ He pushed out the door. __his has been a stimulating visit. I__l cherish it for a long time to come.__kay. That was it. __ou know, you__e right. How wrong of me to call you a douchebag. Because a douchebag is too nice of a word for you,_ I said, smiling sweetly. __ou__e a dickhead.___ dickhead?_ he repeated. __ow charming.__ flipped him off.