Romans de jayyro

—TEN YEARS LATER—I wake up to warm breath on the back of my neck. My eyes stay closed but I'm aware of Jace kissing my neck and jaw. His arm tightens around my waist and he pulls me closer to him. His breath is warm against my ea

Blood was pounding in my ears. Everyone's eyes were on me. I didn't care, though. I didn't care that I was kneeling in the middle of the rose petal covered aisle with the bride and groom looking on at us with shocked expressions. Actually, everyone

It was quite obvious Mom was freaking out over the wedding. Everything she said included the word 'wedding'. Here's a conversation we had just last week.

I tapped my foot nervously against the floor of the diner. My palms were sweaty and I couldn't help but think over and over again how I should have insisted I meet him at Starbucks or somewhere that wasn't here. But no, he said th

My room was always a safe haven. No matter how bad life got, those walls painted the colour of cream were always there to protect me. When my parents got divorced, off I went to that room, crawled into bed, and thought that the world was going to end in that instant. But things got better. I had some more good memories. Soon my room was just a place where I slept. It had no special meaning.

There are a lot of things in this world that scare me, but I can honestly say that my biggest fear is an angry blonde American girl. "You're a cock sucking asshole," Melanie hissed. I was surprised at her tone and her choice of words. It seemed