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Noah's eyes held my face. I swallowed hard. The juxtaposition of him sitting in a room full of people while staring at no one but me was overwhelming. Something shifted inside of me at the intimacy of us, eyes locked amid the scraping of twenty graphite pencils on paper.I shaded his face out of nothingness. I smudged the slope of his neck and darkened his delinquent mouth, while the lights accented the right angle of his jaw against the cloudy sky outside. I did not hear the bell. I did not hear the other students rise and leave the room. I did not even notice that Noah no longer sat at the stool.

I laughed as I twisted to face him and raised my arm to hit in one move. He caught my wrist and my laugh caught in my throat. A mischievous grin curved my mouth as I raised my other hand to hit him. He reached over me and caught that wrist too, gently pinning my arms above my head as he straddled my hips. The space between us boiled my blood.

No, I don__ think you do, fighting isn__ the release you desire.

Writing is my dream. From romance to dragons; fairies to fantasy worlds, this is where I live and play. Thanks be to God!

Six years of dreams would end in eternal love, or an eternity of loss.

I have something I need to get off my chest.___hat__ that?___his._ He closed his mouth over hers.

No. He__ like me at the moment. We__e both nomadic. He__ still in the military. Currently training SEALs in Coronado, California._ ____ sorry, training seals? To do what?_ Boomer grinned. He didn__ understand why, but she so delighted him. __avy SEALs, honey. He trains them to be smarter, faster, and stronger than the bad guy._ __o they leap tall buildings in a single bound,_ she asked without missing a beat. Boomer would not have been able to hold back the laugh if his life depended on it.

What__ it like to live forever?Nicholas almost dropped the glass he had been holding. __hat?___hat__ it like to know you will never die?__e should have known, he thought. She was a smart woman. __onely._ He said answering truthfully.He sighed. __t__ not romantic, or fun, or even exciting., It__ just lonely. I have watched everyone that I have ever loved, die. My family, my friends, my lovers and neighbors. It is not a fate I would ever wish on my worst enemy.

A lazy smile reached his lips. __he mere sight of me shirtless takes your mind there? Good to know. I__ rather a solid fuck than getting my kumbayas out.

She dreamed of autumn. Of chilly autumn winds and soft fall rains. She could even feel the cool moisture as the rain drops touched her face and ran down her cheeks.

Her words echoed in his mind. I love you, she__ said. She loved him. Hope dawned in his face. Someone loved him, not for what he once was, but loved him as he was now. He bent to kiss her but she raised her head to look with desperation into his eyes. She had to make him understand why she couldn__ stay. __ love you._ She repeated. __ won__ let him hurt you or any of my new friends._ Enrico had never known fear. He knew it now. She would leave him. He knew she would, her sense of loyalty was matched only by his own. If she thought she could protect him by leaving, she would run rather than put his or anyone else__ life in danger. She loved him. The words made his heart sing and at the same time brought him the greatest despair he had known since Katrina had betrayed him.

He was built like a mountain. Tall, dark haired ,silver eyed , muscular and rugged. Nathaniel Hawkins was a man that most men wouldn__ want to tangle with and most women fantasized about.

Rose looked down to the sheet of paper, saw a number and where to sign. Butch was holding out a pen for her to take. When she reached for the pen her fingers grazed lightly against his. She felt it. She saw it. The tiniest arc of electricity. It was as if flint and steel met, just waiting for the right moment to spark the dry tinder into a burning inferno.

I do not fear the darkness. It fears me.

I like to be in charge. I like to guide my bedmate, push her to her limits, expand her horizons. My pleasure comes from the power she gives me to decide how to bring her pleasure. My pleasure comes from the trust she gives me to show her what her body is capable of if she_ just_lets_go_

Tiffany learned that Lin had stolen Tiffany__ book title idea: _2 girls 1 cup._ A month ago, Tiffany had confided to Lin about Tiffany__ research showing that there was nothing on Amazon with the title _2 girls 1 cup,_ and Tiff intended to be the first one to use that title for her upcoming book. Lin had betrayed her. Now, Lin__ book was available online and it was on the bestsellers list. Tiffany__ first go-to move for revenge against any of her female friends was to go sleep with her BFF__ boyfriend. That was __r. Bob_ as Lin called him affectionately (he was Lin__ drug source).

I whisper, __hat do I need?___elease._ That one word scrapes across my nerves and lights me on fire. His deep voice dances on the air, murmuring hotly, __ou need someone who will take all of your thoughts and responsibilities away from you, who lets you be free to just feel._ Suddenly, his hands are on my waist and he__ pulling me onto his lap and I__ straddling his thigh and his hands are in my hair and his lips are on mine_And the world stops.

I always thought 'love at first sight' was silly and incredibly irresponsible. Then, you came along and you flipped it on me. I understand it now. I do! ~Sheriff Derrick Decker