"The Japanese have this saying; Koi No Yokan," he mumbles, his thumb gently touching my bottom lip, "It is a phrase which describes the sudden knowledge upon meeting someone that the two of you are destined to fall in love." For Annabelle Williams her perfection is survival. With a spotless image and a doting boyfrie...
Atlas. The beauty of him is indescribable, painstakingly captivating and powerful. The dominance glittering in those darkened eyes and the angry clench in his jaw demands all attention, leaving no room for vulnerability. He is inhuman, crafted with so much care and detail that the handiwork can be only that of angels...
"I will taste you, Natalie." he whispered in my ear. The warm breath from his mouth in my ear made me shiver and I breathed out involuntarily with my eyes closed. I was burning up; my whole body felt like it would spontaneously combust if he didn't touch me. "You can't because-" I started to say, but he stopped me. ...