Hopelessly Devoted

"Never call a girl a bitch," I glared into his eyes as he opened them, piercing into me, the bright blue drink I had just poured over him still dripping from his dark hair. "Or she just might act like one." I gave him one last sarcastic smile before pushing by him and walking away, practically strutting. Well, this ye...

The Dark Prince (rewriting)

[BOOK 1] "His arm reached out, and I felt his hand touch my face in the darkness of his car. Heat prickled on my skin, shooting fire to where his fingers touched my temple. I felt him tuck a strand of hair behind my ear, his touch gentle. I felt like I couldn't breathe. I closed my eyes, taking in his scent...