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Heaven’s POV I want to go home. The thought circles my mind like a broken record, repeating so often it’s worn thin. I don’t know where here is exactly—only that it’s quiet. I’ve been stuck here for weeks. At first, I thought I was just dreaming. But... this is no dream. It's more of a nightmare. I keep reliving the same cruel scene. Over and over again. >>>>>>>> The bathroom is cold. I’m sitting in the cubicle, my feet barely touching the floor, my hands are clenched so tightly in my lap that my nails bite into my skin.

Can a person overdose on this much feeling? “AH! MAX!” I shouted. Every muscle in my body convulsed. Fireworks exploded behind my closed eyelids, and I was sure my soul had just left my body, soaring somewhere above the ceiling. His venom, his Alpha essence, was coursing through my system. It felt like it was unwiring and then re-wiring my DNA with his, connecting us in unimaginable ways. My ears were buzzing with blissful noise. I barely heard the second low groan that shook his body as he shot another wave of heat into me.

"When Claire told me those things... I let my fear rewrite everything we'd built in the penthouse. I wanted to believe you were the monster, because if you were a monster, it meant my heart wasn't actually in danger." ​"Your heart is the safest thing in this city, Vennessa" He tightened his grip on her hand, his thumb tracing the soft skin of her wrist right next to her watch. "I spent eight years trying to convince myself that staying cold was the only way to protect myself from you. But the truth is, I don't want to be protected anymore. If burning my empire down is what it takes to keep you, I'll light the match myself." ​ ​The slow, melancholic melody drifted through the room, its soft n

That earns a few smiles from everyone. I don't do well with the drama. And, no, I can't stand it being fake. (No, no, no, no, no, no, no) I don't believe in nirvana. But the way that we love in the night gave me life. Baby, I can't explain. That the way you hold me, hold me, hold me, hold me, hold me. Feels so holy, holy, holy, holy, holy. On God Running to the altar like a track star

Trembling runs through me, it's a strange feeling I've never gotten from anyone. But on the other hand, I warmed up. A growl came from his throat. "Never take no Gigi. You know that." I was already starting to rebel, harder but the darkness just attacked me. And the last time I felt was a hard, muscular chest supporting my head and my body floating. Maybe I'm in heaven. Maybe in hell. I can't tell the difference.

Breaking the ceiling ‘Cause I believe the world is ours We’re all the way up, up, up We’ll never look down, down, down I got a feeling That it was written in the stars Oh oh, woah oh, woah oh That it was written in the stars If you ever get stuck with nowhere to run When you’re covered in clouds I’ll show you the sun Our time to shine, we’ve just begun We’re all the way up, up, up No more Breaking the ceiling ‘Cause I believe the world is ours We’re all the way up, up, up Not reachable, fly high I got a feeling That it was written in the stars Woah oh, oh woah That it was written in the stars Oh.. oh woah.. oh woah.. That it was written in the stars Oh..

I smiled by resting in his embrace peacefully meanwhile in the sky good angel : awww I'm shy evil angel : huh good angel : how cute they're evil angel : I don't feel so good angel : blind guy see love everywhere evil angel : I don't think so good angel : why evil angel : because we makes a great pair than them good angel : WHAT

The song is about Heaven on Earth, is Heaven in Hell even a thing? Heroes by Alesso and Tove Lo came on, and I heard the line “Everyday people do everyday things but I can’t be one of them,” that sure as hell sounds like me, and I mentally changed the word ‘heroes’ every time it was sung in the song to ‘demons,’ and I caught a small grin growing on my lips, which I quickly corrected.

“You feel so perfect. Fuck! Ride me, baby. Take me to heaven with you.” I arch my back and press my chest in his face, offering my breasts to him as I start bouncing on his shaft. “Heaven is wherever we are together.” And it really is.

“But it’s kind of beautiful in its own way, isn’t it? Knowing people come here, dance, forget their problems… and knowing that underneath it all, they’re safe.” “That’s the goal, at least. Heaven’s the quieter side, a place to drink with friends and escape the world. But Hell… Hell is the fun one. And the one that needs the most watching.” I give a wry smile, but the weight of the words lingers between us.