new-adult-romance

Being in love changes a person_a modest touch changes one__ mind, a lone thought one__ reasoning, but a kiss my friend, well that changes one__ existences.

....They're called "better halves" for a reason, I guess. You can't have one half that's worse than you. It'd be a disaster.

Here__ the thing about falling for someone who__ already given up; there__ no promise of tomorrow. There aren__ any words of comfort that can be said, no glimpse of a positive change. Every moment, every thought could be their last. It__ like you__e helplessly walking into quicksand, waiting for the muck to cover your mouth and eyes until you can no longer find a way to breathe. No, it__ more like jumping from a high bridge without the promise of water underneath.And I fucking hate heights.

We__e entered dangerous territory. You can__ kiss someone with so much emotion if you__e preparing to walk away. Alarms ring through my head, too loud and too obvious to be ignored. There are way too many complex emotions being passed between us. I already know he__ going to shatter my heart.

Rose, come here." Christian grabbed my hand and guided me back down on the couch next to him.

She's my sun and I'm her moon connected by an invisible thread, bound but free.

It doesn__ matter what__ wrong with him. We__e not going to act like he doesn__ exist. Not anymore.

My knees were weak but he held me with one hand, guiding me with the motion of his hips. I was completely his to do with what he wanted and he knew it.

You think he__ perfect and he__ safe and, in your head, he can do anything... but he can__ save you, Sara... and I can__ save you either.

We were a galaxy exploding into a million pieces, creating a whole new world, as we crashed against each other on the soft surface of his mattress, a cloud in the darkness, our bodies finally falling together like rain.

My eyes burn with tears, and I'm so tired. So tired of holding back everything I feel and want to say. So tired of being someone I'm not and making mistakes that I didn't have any fun making.

But this girl...she doesn__ feel pointless. She__ real and she__ beautiful and she fits perfectly when she__ in my arms. She makes me want to feel.

Does he make you see stars?_ he asks in a low voice. __oes he call you his north star? Because that__ what you are to me. You__e the reason I made it home.

Misha, my best friend who got me into bed and fucked me with a lie.

Sometimes there__ no cure for the crazy._ Dale sighed, stroking my hair. __ think we all just have to keep loving through it. Maybe that__ the cure.

My pulses quicken. The thunderous sound of my heart beating fills my eardrums. I__ jealous of a dead girl. Why? Because I think I__ in love with her boyfriend.

I nipped little kisses along his jawline. God, I just couldn't keep my hands or lips off of him. "God, you are the most delicious thing I have ever tasted."He laughed. "That's something the vampire should be saying to you, not the other way around.

Fuck me,_ I whispered, giving him permission, taking him into my flesh, a soft invitation to madness.