"I know ma. Stop fronting. Tell me you miss me." He kissed her in between his words, in love with the way her brown eyes dazed. "I miss you. And your mouth tastes like pickles." She spoke softly, a smile taking over her face once he laughed. "You wanna taste it again?" He stuck his tongue out at her, and she closed he...
"Your heart has no concept of time, if it wants to move on, it will. With or without you,"
"Sonder - noun. the realization that each random passerby is living a life as vivid and complex as your own - populated with their own ambitions, friends, routines, worries and inherited craziness - an epic story that continues invisibly around you like an anthill sprawling deep underground, with elaborate passageways...
November Lace thought Bermuda Boarding School was hell, until she started crushing on the Head Boy, Christian Dumont. Then the real trouble started. ***** November Lace hated attending Bermuda Boarding School. It had been her personal hell ever sinc...
