Nadège Richards

Say it.""Don't do this to me..." I whispered painfully. "We can't do this again.""You're a horrible liar," Eli growled as he pressed his fingers into my thighs. He watched me, his gaze all-consuming, and said, "Your eyes are as dark as a castle moat by midnight, mi cielo. Lower your drawbridge and let me cross; let me in.""Eli, I-""Forget him. For the next hour and a half, you're going to do everything that makes you wonder in this world. And then I'm going to love you again.

And you left your mark on me...With the destruction of us, finally, we became no one.

Everything and everyone has a place to be, Echo. It__ just a matter of how they get there and when. You have a place; you just have to find it.

The things that could be controlled, though, was this moment. And Elijah kissed me like it was a natural-born instinct. We had our story and they had theirs. No, ours wasn__ exactly beautiful or magical, or any of those things they made us believe in. More often than not, we cried and were reckless with every decision. Those feelings we held onto in that moment were ever-changing; we did the impossible and never doubted for a second that we__ do it again. Because in our story there were no rules to hold us back or people to judge and misuse us. We were limitless.__ur love,_ Elijah breathed against my lips, __ill be infamous. And that__ our secret.__ nodded with my eyes still closed and allowed his touch to overwhelm me. Every moment with him was like a walk in the dark, a dive into the forbidden deep. And unlike the others__ welcomed the darkness.__ake love to me,_ I whispered. They were words uttered before, but this time they held the weight of the moment and our will to never let it go. Eli needed no further permission and he encased me__onsumed my very being__ith his soft kisses and soothing caresses. Everywhere he touched flared and burned. And I flew.

I made for the door, and the moment I had my hand on the knob, Elijah pulled me back, again. That__ all he__ been doing. His hazel eyes bored right into me as he said, __ don__ want your money. I don__ care what you had to do to make it; I just care that you__e alive._ Eli did that nervous thing I__ figured was a habit and bit the inside of his bottom lip. Shamefully, my eyes tracked the movement. __ didn__ bring you here because I was drunk, T. Yes, I was a bit out of it, but I was mostly intoxicated by the sight of you. No alcohol could do to me what you did last night.

Our love douses us in flames. It's terrible and deep and wingless, but I'll burn here if you burn here too.

I write because I'm free,because I can,because I will. I write because I must,because I'm breathing,because I'd go crazy otherwise,because it's who I am.I write to make a statement,to share my thoughts,to discover myself,to express my ideas.But most of all, I write for future generations.I write for love. I write to inspire.I write to encourage. I write for me.

Endeavor for greatness, venture for the sake of the heart.

This proves the significance of individualism; being able to face the music, to embrace it, and then create something beautiful from it. You can__ truly be happy unless you__e unhappy sometimes and the pinnacle of life can only be reached when one can carve their own path.