new-adult

Fair enough_No inhaling battery acid,_ I smirk. __e can__ breathe batteryacid, can we?

I felt empowered by him, as if his very existence manipulated the balance of my nature from a shy little girl to wonder woman.

All night, I thought about that walk. The touch of the forest tickled my skin long after, while the scent lingered in my nostrils. It was unlike anything back home. There was a feeling in the atmosphere I couldn't shake--something that was trying to draw me back. I felt alive in that forest. --His Name is Moonlight

I'm going to tell you something I probably shouldn't.

If I had known how difficult it was to edit my book, I would have done that first then written the story.

You would have only seen a skittish young deer jumping through the forest, having no idea it was a little girl.

Adapt or die. It was savagely simple." -- CelesteALL LIGHT WILL FALL

If you go chasing your freedom your fate will only follow you there and force you back.

You belong to all of us, and we belong to you.

The great joy and honour of my life has been to know you. To call you my family. And I am grateful - more than I can possibly say - that I was given this time with you all

If only I could freeze this moment, this feeling, because right now, nothing else mattered. I was f***ing flying.

When the mind is free, magic happens.

The best things in life are crazy.

She placed her arms and hands strategically over the areas of her body that she felt uncomfortable with, but he moved closer, and his hands gently pulled them away too. __here__ no need to hide from me, you__e beautiful._ His lips then softly kissed the places that she tried to hide. At first, she felt self-conscious, but after taking several deep breaths, she focused purely on him, and not on her fears of not being sexy enough. She felt open, perhaps a little too exposed, more naked inside than out. She knew that her old inhibitions were causing her nervousness, and tried harder to relax. It was difficult having someone looking deeper than her just her body, something she wasn__ used to.

There is something beautiful about a blank canvas, the nothingness of the beginning that is so simple and breathtakingly pure. It__ the paint that changes its meaning and the hand that creates the story. Every piece begins the same, but in the end they are all uniquely different.

The old you has been left behind to leave place for the new you. And it will be a new you that your new friends will admire, that your old friends will struggle to understand and that your true friends will learn to embrace.

He gazes at the people in the truck. "Are you driving back with them? Smiling, I nod. "Yes." "With a bunch of dudes?" "Yes." "Is that safe?" My smile expands into a face consuming grin. " I am safer in that truck than I am anywhere else.

I shrug and shuffle my toe across the carpet in front of me, feeling silly. "So? It's a compliment being like you." All the humor evaporates from his face and his honey-brown eyes. Within seconds he has me in his arms and he hugs me like I'm the most important thing in the world to him. "Don't ever change, Callie Lawrence," he whispers in my hair. "Promise me you won't.