His Pretty Little Liar - The Devil’s Snare - Book 1
Despite this, she has always carried herself confidently, and her beauty remains undeniable.
A disgrace to our origins, according to some, but I never saw her white blonde hair as nothing more than a beautiful halo surrounding her head like the prettiest angel sent down from heaven to tempt me.
As I lift her up in my arms, I try my best not to disturb her peaceful sleep. Slowly and gently, I lay her down on my bed. My heart swells with love and admiration as I gaze at her sleeping form. The soft rise and fall of her chest is a soothing rhythm to my ears, and I can't help but notice the delicate vein running alongside her neck, pulsing with the beat of her heart. In that moment, I am struck b