(VERY old, but re-published.)
❝ She was rare, and he knew he could never compare her to other women. She was a Celestial nymph, causing cosmic warfare with his soul. She was his Supernova. ❞
Or
In wh...
┏━━━━━━༻❁༺━━━━━━┓ Remember to drink water, eat something, take your medication, you are loved and important. |__________༻❁༺_________|
Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.
❝ I am Death, and when I love you, it's forever. ❞
Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.
┏━━━━━━༻❁༺━━━━━━┓ NOW. (NEW YORK.) |__________༻❁༺_________|
Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.
"I can't believe Marcel wanted me dead!" Davina Claire wailed while pacing back and forth in the living room.
Desideria Fiore Cattaneo watched with wide eyes, equally as uncomfortable as she was confused.
"Gesù Cristo, i nuovi vampiri sono una rottura di palle." She muttered.
(Jesus Christ, new vampires are a pain in the ass.)
"Shut up, Desideria!" Davina cried. "He wanted me to die!"
Davina wasn't entirely sure what Desideria said, she basically only understood 'Jesus Christ' and 'vampires', but she came to the conclusion that it wasn't very nice.
