Funny How Someone Telling You Not To

None Of You Appreciate Me. Why Is It So Hard To Believe That I Could Make A Real Contribution In These Dark Rimes?

The Kind Of Kiss That Said, I Want To Consume Every Inch Of You And Hear You Scream My Name.

It’s Adrian Ivashkov Logic. Don’t Try To Understand It. Just Roll With It.

Come On,"he Said, Gesturing Toward The Exit. "let's Take A Walk." "where?" "it Doesn't Matter. We Just Need You Calmed Down Or You'll Be In No Shape To Fight." "yeah? Are You Afraid Of My Possibly Insane Dark Side Coming Out?" "no, I'm Afraid Of Your Normal Rose Hathaway Side Coming Out, The One That Isn't Afraid To Jump In Without Thinking When She Believes Something Is Right." I Gave Him A Dry Look. "is There Are A Difference?" "yes. The Second One Scares Me.

I’d Been Raised To Be Practical And Keep My Emotions In Check, But I Loved Cars. That Was One Of The Few Legacies I’d Picked Up From My Mom. She Was A Mechanic, And Some Of My Best Childhood Memories Were Of Working In The Garage With Her.