Novel & Cerita Moulin Rouge Ewan Mcgregor

“This only makes me want that more. You’re the only person I have now. I think we’ve proven we’ll do anything for each other.” “Yes, I suppose we have,” he chuckles. Then, his face turns more serious. “I think if we’re to be mates, I should tell you how I became a rouge in the first place.” Suddenly, it becomes more difficult to eat. I’ve heard stories of many rouges and the awful things they did to be banished to the fringes of the forest. This person I know to be kind, clever, and wonderful isn’t someone I can imagine doing something awful. But he has a past. His past could be bad.

The image haunted my mind as he drove his dagger into the rogue's neck and dark blood split from the open wound. Blinking back the tears, I tried to ignore the rogue's face. She was beautiful. Dark hair, blue eyes and pale skin. She was so scared because she knew she was going to die. The desperate look in her eyes as she stared at me the same moment my father killed her. Jolting up from sleep, I found myself reeling from the nightmare I'd had a thousand times before. Except for this time, it seemed much worse. Moving my legs over the edge of my bed, I sat up straighter and grabbed my jeans, before pulling them on.

That sense of dominance sent shivers of anticipation up and down her back. “A pity. We’ll see you at the Watering Hole tonight, then. Stop by tonight. There’s a live band playing, and wings are cheap.” “If we can, we will.” The two men walked off once the packages were in the Jeep. With friendly smiles and waves. Once they were out of sight, Jules turned to Rose. “Wow. I think I just might have met my mate. Or my nemesis. Either way, I want a look under the cover, if you get what I mean?”

Nothing else could be learned, obviously he knew how to keep his private life out of the public eye. On board since the first season was Ewan Miller, thirty-two years old, make-up artist, stylist, and, according to the relevant websites, just as bitchy and hysterical as the models he used to do make-up. It was rumored that he was more interested in men than women, but that wasn't at all uncommon in this industry.