❝isn't it too cold to be eating popsicles?❞ Idea from @meIodies © inferiority 2014 All Rights Reserved. ChickLit #128 05.24.14 Romance #805 05.24.14

❝I'm not good for you.❞ ❝You're perfect for me.❞ ❝Staying with me could get you killed.❞ ❝And I wouldn't regret a single thing.❞ copyright © 2014-2015 harrystmh

he was my nightmare and my wildest dream.

His eyes diverted from the mahogany counter top to the piece of art walking through the coffee shop doorway and knew his eyes would never land on another masterpiece as beautiful as her. [h.s. au]

"You trust me, right?" "Yes, of course! You're my partner." "I promise you, then, I will get us out of here. And I will make sure nothing happens to you." **************************** The Newbie by therollingniams. A story about two federal agents that become partners in more than one sense. All rights reserved. Please do not copy or steal.

Working for a world-leading mafia, Harry knows how to kill, how to hunt his victims, and how to avoid any company of any kind. He's used to a lonely, quiet, and harsh environment. He is the best at what he does. And everything he does becomes problematic when he's assigned to protect the boss's daughter from world-known killers. Catalina tries to understand him, eventually failing because instead she falls for a man so willing to resist her. [Contains Mature Content]

My parents always warned me about the drugs on the streets, but never did they say anything about ones with emerald eyes and a beating heart.

"So what do we do?" "We can work something out. There's just one problem... We can't let your brother find out." ❁ Available now to order! Link in bio!

maybe he can help me touch.

Flashing lights. That's all he could see: the pulsating strobe of a white brightness blinding him from the indistinguishable scenario playing out around him. He could not feel. Not the cool, autumn breeze, not the fog-like droplets of British showers, nothing. He couldn't hear anything. Maybe a dull thumping deep within, but nothing recognizable. Attempting to speak, he opened his mouth, trying to form words. He couldn't tell whether he was making any sound, letting out any kind of sign that he was distressed, but he knew it was worth a shot. As he began to fixate on his disabilities, he began to panic, and that's when it all went black. That is, also, where the story begins. // previously called Nirvana //