Fireflies (Poems made by heart)
Sometimes, words are the only way to describe the wilderness of hearts.
Sometimes, words are the only way to describe the wilderness of hearts.
For Kinktober 2018. Day 1: Masks Day 2: Begging Brie and Sherry Sherry is a professional domme at night and a freelance photographer at day. She doesn't have prior experience with a personal sub because she doesn't like mixing kink and personal life. Until she meets Brie, a sub abused by her past personal dominant...
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“You chose the hard life, I chose to love you.” Ara Loraine “Rayne” Yen-Sia has everything. Luke JoPierre Zamora Cariño has her heart. And he chose to break it. She chose to run away from everything. She’d moved on and he’s still stuck. “Bakit mo kailangang mag-move on, when it was you who first let go?”
He is cruel, bitter, and cold. He is Death. She's complex, wild, and unpredictable. She is Lacy -- Death's target, and perfect match. And this is the tragic love story of Death. note: [Spin-off to Hit me, Cupid!] [May be read SEPARATELY] [cover by @velleite - avery]
"I am a devil. A demon. I do not love. I destroy. And if you don't leave now, I will destroy you for I cannot love an angel." "I am an archangel. An angel. I love. I create. And if I stay now, I will only love you more for I am capable of loving a demon who loves me as much as he loves hell." Archangel Gabriella is fo...
Cupid and Psyche. It's the oldest tale in the world. But what happens when Cupid falls victim to his own arrow for the second time around? And this time, it's with a mortal girl, Cytherea Hastings.
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I’m not a hopeless romantic. I don’t believe in such things called destiny, happily ever after, kismet, and most of all, true love. True love? What’s that? Does that really exist? In case of true love, I’m a non-believer. But I definitely do not have stoned heart. I’m just a non-believer. That’s all. But, he’s kind of...