Sweetest Downfall Novels & Stories

I have no doubt accepted it, I can't move where I am now because I can't I can explain how sorry I feel. I was surprised when Zack suddenly knelt down in front of me and it caused a noise inside the cafeteria, a lot of cheering and applause including our friends. "Angel Zalorna, I know I'm not the perfect man for you but I can sacrifice my whole life for you. I will and will make a way for you to be happy every day and I will not allow you to be sad even for a few minutes. I will always make you happy. I thought at first I wouldn't like you, but I thought wrong because I feel more than I like now. I don't like you anymore because I love you so much. I know words are not enough for me to prov

I want to say a huge thank you to all of you for supporting me on this journey! I love you all!! We have reached the end of ‘Sweet Treachery’, and I must say that it was a rollercoaster! Enjoy!! She had a wonderful life Filled with love and light It all ended when her pack Was invaded by the Rogues She became a fugitive Lost both parents And had to pick up The broken pieces Of her life. She was taken by Devilio, Humiliated and disgraced

Every tree was trimmed to perfection. Ava walked beside Damon, hands tucked into her coat, the air cold enough to bite her fingertips. He hadn’t said anything in five minutes. She finally broke the silence. “So. Which donor are we charming today?” He looked ahead, jaw tight. “Eleanor St. James. You’ll like her. She’s not real.” Ava blinked. “Not… real?” “She pretends to care about endangered art and underfunded youth orchestras. Really, she just collects secrets like they’re antique coins. You’ll get along.”

As if he's using it to save me even though it's also the reason why I'm being torn apart and miserable. "Calm down, no one will hurt you here. Calm down, keep looking at me." He whispered gently. He hold my trembling hands and caress it, "breathe slowly, that it. You're doing great, slowly." He patiently repeat the words over and over. I don't need it, keep looking at me coldly... Please, don't be gentle to me. My eyes starting to get heavy, darkness finally pull me. The last thing I know is the sound of his heart and the warm of his body when I fell down.

Peach barely heard him. "Ooh Ooh Ooh Love's my religion but he was my faith Something so sacred so hard to replace Fallin' for him was like fallin' from grace~" Mourge's voice enter Peach ear making her rolled her eyes. This bitch! She even choosw that song! This is not good. She's under Liquor's control and now she's in Prince Caspian's arms. "All wrapped in one he was so many sins Would have done anything, everything for him

Without waiting any longer, Sugar Aquarius gobbled up that pinky challenging womanhood valley right in front of him. Evania sighed, howled and growled quite long this time. She felt as though her feet hadn’t been touching the ground anymore. She felt as though her soul had been fluttering up to the heavenly horizon up there. She sensed as though there’d been quite a lot of butterflies fluttering here and there inside her stomach. She thought that she wanted this happiness, exhilaration as well as enjoyment to last as long as possible. “Keeping saying my name, Eva Sweetheart… Keeping saying that you love me, Eva Sweetheart… I like to hear it…” tweeted Sugar Aquarius again before he continued

The way she looked at me like she saw more than I wanted her to see. I left the club before midnight. The drive back to the penthouse was silent. I kept my hands tight on the wheel and told myself this was temporary. A phase. Something that would pass if I just waited it out. But deep down I already knew the truth. I was not waiting it out. I was falling into it. And I had no idea how to stop.

He obliged as our tongues met for a second time today. Without breaking the kiss, he unbuttoned my shirt, letting it hang open. He takes a step back, I could see the dark desire in his eyes. “Do you even realize how beautiful you are?” He leans down and begins kissing and sucking on my neck. He slides one hand inside my bra and pinches my nipple.

I'm frozen, skin burning, chest heaving. He leans in one last time, his whisper threading through the noise. "Consider yourself saved." Saved. The word tastes bitter. Because it doesn't feel like salvation. It feels like exposure. Like humiliation. Like he just made me a pawn in a game I swore I'd never play. Before I can say anything, the bottle clinks again, laughter spilling over me like poison. The circle closes in, hungry for the next victim. But I can still feel his mouth on mine, his whisper in my ear, his eyes warning, daring, promising all at once.

Chloe_awesome_scott -_- DON'T TRY TO DISTRACT ME! The_real_prince_charming NO, BUT, YOU REALLY ARE SO SWEET! SO SWEET THAT I WILL GET DIABETES. Chloe_awesome_scott NOAH, STOP. The_real_prince_charming NO, WHY, SWEETIE? Chloe_awesome_scott BECAUSE I SAID SO! AND, ALSO, STOP WITH THE SWEETIE, SERIOUSLY! The_real_prince_charming