Él todavía la quería. No la había olvidado. A pesar de los años y de la convivencia con la joven actriz, él seguía queriéndola. Seguía siendo suyo. Pero ella... ¿todavía lo era? ***No se permite su publicación en grupos, foros ni plataformas sin mi previa autorización. Y aplica para todas mis historias, aunque no lo especifiquen.

It's you, May. You're what I want forever. [COMPLETE] achievements: #1 in fanfiction

***** MATURE CONTENT**** WARNING!! RATED R 18+ only This is a short, to the point book. I didn't want a lot of background and details. Just a satisfying quick read He is the definition of sex. Dark features, gauged ears, tattoos, and attitude. He makes my body come alive with just his eyes. I wonder what he could do with his hands.. His name is Devon.. And he's My brother's roommate...

He was the boy that no one noticed. He was quiet, bland to the naked eye, a total wallflower who sat on the sidelines and lacked in eye contact with those around him though he had the type of eyes that made you feel like you could drown. He tried his best to blend into the background, but what he didn't know was that he was the only one that caught my eye. He was the most intriguing person I had ever laid eyes on even though he couldn't see me. He couldn't see anything.