"To have her in his bed, in his arms, with her breath on his neck and her hair tickling the corners of his mouth -- he was finally able to think of his life as not only just a dark hole of violence. Maybe, just maybe, his life could mean something more." || mature hs fanfic. Cover credit to @pillow-case © highstylin

Three words. Ten letters. One sentence. The instant he said it, there was no turning back. No escaping my fate. I was once warned about the power of words and their ability to change people. If only I had known. One sentence out of those perfect lips: "You are mine."