vampire-romance

You can't let your light die out. Yours is the only light on my dark path. Without it, I will be forever lost.

We had given in to our vulnerability and cast down any pretenses that we were too strong to be weak.

We've peered into the deepest parts to see beyond what lies on the surface.

I realized that the whole time I was holding this beautiful stranger in my arms, feeding on her, it felt like I was betraying Sofia.

Even dead, Scarlett seemed able to graft my thoughts onto yearnings a gentleman should never ever contemplate. But then again, no gentleman had ever lived a night wrapped in her cool limbs, savouring such sordid and delightful affections as I had. Scarlett__ attentions had raised me above God, but so help me, in no time she had thrown me down to the devil. And then the killings had begun.

I thought that you would be frozen in awe when you found the sequence, when you heard a bird's song repeating my Morse code, my cry for help, my S.O.S, when you saw the same numbers in the petals of a flower and the structure of a pine cone, when you saw with your own eyes the interconnectedness of all things.But I was wrong.You searched for a male god, a creator, an intelligent designer, or you banished the beauty and mystery of the world beneath the cold concrete grave of closed-eye skepticism. The few of you who could still hear my music felt tortured and misunderstood; you reached out for any conspiracy theory large enough to explain your alienated despair, your sense that the Earth was dying and no one cared.But listen to me -- you are not alone. Run your fingers through the grass and grab it in your fists, feel my pulse echoing through your blood. You. Are. Not. Alone. And I -- I am not dead yet.

His hair was shorter than I remembered, tawny in this half-light, the tousled edges casually framing the clean, commanding lines of his face. His mouth, normally so stern was relaxed now and as I stared a slight sweet smile touched his lips, its curve softening the straight strong lines of his nose and brow. Finally, inevitably, I met his eyes and felt a connection that seared straight through me, down through my soles and away. Those eyes, darker than mine, the darkest blue, dark and as impenetrable as glaciers. Tonight he was real, so very real that my heart thumped, my blood sang, my legs shook.

God, please God, touch me, inflame me, burn me, drive me insane with desire but don't let go of me, do not let go of me. - GABRIEL -

He's a contradiction and that's why he's so perfect.

Alone in the dark all we have are the supernal lights in each others eyes left to illuminate the room, the only sound our breathing.

A man who is obviously too handsome for his own good smiles at me. His eyes are mischievous, as if he's harboring wicked thoughts and is tempted to subject me to them.I hold his dark gaze for a moment too long, and then pin my focus back on the

she shakes her head, fisting hands into my t-shirt and sobbing into my neck. And all I can think about is how good this feels

In truth the issue is that we are so powerful what we believe becomes our reality.

We've been here before. She knows I won't stop until she screams. Her pride won't let her scream until she's on the cusp of death.

Eyes sparkling with blue open and stare a scalded soul at me.

God bless you butterfly, because now I'm claiming you like no mate has ever been claimed in the history of our kind

He extended a finger to her face, the simple gesture bringing into play the sleek muscles of his shoulders and arms. __ou are so beautiful, so adorable. I know full well you__e my doom, and I don__ care.

Naïve, and very very dangerous. If she only knew what treacherous waters she has just stepped into.