"It's okay, Annalise, you can depend on me for anything. I'm amazing." He gives me a lopsided smile. "First, don't call me Annalise, and second, I'm not a dependent person." He raises an eyebrow. "Because I'm amazing." I mock him. © e. nobles 2014
Boston was an intriguing city. Each street lingered with history. Each building has a story to tell. But Harry has a story to tell. A hell of a long one.
➵ jett stanley, a girl obsessed with her hallucinations. michael clifford, a hallucination that isn't a hallucination at all.
everyone said that nails were painted to suit someone's mood. but her nails were always painted black. {{book 4}}
she'd disappear with strange men and return an hour later, her lipstick smeared and eyes damp with tears. {{book 2}}
she'd glide on her mascara, using her hair to cover up the badly masked bruise on her face. {{book 1}}
sometimes the scars were there, sometimes they weren't. it all depended on the concealer. {{book 3}}
"Why is green your favorite color?" "Because it's the color of your eyes." Long time best friends, Luke and Autumn, spend their first year of college living together. They would say unexpected love is the best type of love. Copyright © fluffycashton 2018. All rights reserved. This book or any portion thereof may not...
❝you shut out everyone who could possibly care about you. why?❞ ❝because they don't actually care. they're just curious.❞ copyrighted © 2013 by vunhong all right reserved coming soon.
❝Every time I ran, I ran to you. I meant it every time I said I loved you.❞