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"I'm not upset." "You're not?" "No." I smiled. "I like the idea of being connected to you. Of you always being able to find me. It's... romantic. In a terrifying, slightly obsessive kind of way." He laughed—a real laugh, surprised and warm. "Only you would find vampire bonding romantic." "Only you would make me want it." I rose on my toes and kissed him, soft and slow. "Now stop apologizing and hold me." He did. And for the first time in four hundred years, Alexander Volkan wasn't alone.

"Well, you're everything I expect my mate would be, not your snobbishness though -just your hight, your handsome face, your abs and your aura" I turned in his arms and stared at his face. "I want my mate to be very romantic and creative, because I'm beautiful, hot and creative" He smiled when I said I'm hot. "Romantic?" I nodded. "How do I know if I'm being romantic? Am I romantic?" he asked. I scoffed and rested my head back on his chest. "You're far from being romantic" I said. "Oh" there's a hint of disappointment in his voice. "Yeah, I want my mate to always kiss me goodnight, make me breakfast in bed and wake me up with a kiss to eat the breakfast"

Sorry, I’m An Anti-Romantic . By Authoress Kamara . Chapter 19: A Wild Night . Truth or Dare was the kind of game that took advantage of others' weaknesses and exposed hidden secrets. Blake didn't know much about August Hemsworth, a first year who he'd met just the day before, so he didn't have much to work with. But there was one thing he knew for sure, the kid was terrified of Ryder Shelton. Well, maybe not flat out terrified but at least a little bit scared.

kenzie said as I stared at her "oh gimme a break, love at first sight seriously?" I said "yeah it's romantic" kenzie added "ew, gross" I blute out cause the word disgust me "you see quincy here is a no love life type so she doesn't understands love" Gianna said to kenzie as she hand quotes the no love life type word. "Awwwn that bad" kenzie said in a sad tone "okay enough of this love talk am starving" she said as her stomach rumbled loudly making us laugh.

In my ears, he spoke softly: "This is not the father's will, and you know that." He let go of his arms around me and smiled. "You can end this war, sister. The Alpha of the lycanthrope has promised to withdraw his forces and leave us alone if we give you to him. It hurts us dearly, sister, but it is out of our hands now. You will be honoured for your bravery for ages to come, and generations will tell your story. "

"I am lonely most of the time. But now I have you. I won't be lonely anymore" She came closer to him placing both of her hands on his cheeks,stared into his eyes,he stared back. There seemed to be a change of atmosphere at that point. It became a romantic atmosphere. He gently placed his hands around her waist. She got closer,her face just an inch away from his and she gave him a kiss on his lips. It was so magical that he had to close his eyes. She continued kissing,this time she focused on the lower lip,then then upper lip and he picked up the pace from there. They kissed each other's lips so passionately until Jane let out a slight moan. He then went further to kiss her neck,while squeezi

Then looking closely to see who that person was, I discovered that the person turned out to be a very handsome young man. I see every line on that face is extremely delicate. The five senses on that face were as beautiful as a statue. The short black hair that is covering the angular face looks also very sophisticated. Under the moonlight, that person's face became even more brilliant. Maybe this is the first time I've seen someone with such an outstanding face. Reflecting on that handsome face was a cold and gentle expression. The sparkling eyes were not inferior to the stars in the sky.

"You're the cutest kitten on earth." "Cute?" She folds her arms theatrically, then huffs in annoyance. "I didn't wear all of this just to be called cute. Call me sexy." "Of course you are. If beauty could kill, everyone here would be dead. Just right on the floor. Dead," I say emphatically. She rolls her eyes, but nods. "Good save, boyfriend." Roman interjects with a raucous laugh. "Heiyo, lovebirds! Loyal and faithful lovers. How you doin'?"

"Very… romantic." The way he said 'romantic' made it sound like a sickness. Bastard!

the movie echoed. “Your kisses feel like vocalnic eruptions on my lips” he whispered to her ears. “Your caresses feel like furrows burying in deeply until I'm shivering”. “Yesss Nate,” the girl in the movie moaned. “Fuck me harder,” she responded. Belle had always been a die hard romantic. And even though she never admits it, she was a lover girl. Just as she kept watching her movie whilst she enjoyed feeling the wind in her hair and face, she suddenly heard a loud, yet familiar voice screaming at her.