Sparrow
- Lecturas 23
- Votos 1
- Partes 2
She unconsciously brushed a hand across her birthmark, a curious pink shape, in the precise outline of a bird. One of the reasons why she was here.
One of the reasons why she didn't believe she belonged.
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Always Hers
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AFTER HER
'Control' I don't know were it went whenever it came to her. What a freakin' temptation. One little thing. My little thing. To see, To breathe, To touch, To own.
She's Changed
As she is swept away into a world of unknowns she is forced to overcome her own mind as well as those around her. Between the new knowledge, she is given and the tasks she must accomplish there is little time for distraction. Yet there she is reliant on another.Concluida
Cuts.
i drew a butterfly on my wrist, in hopes that this feeling would no longer persist, but things got bad and i started to cry, so the butterfly on my wrist had to die. once again i tried to set myself free, but it seems my thoughts have stolen the key, so this butterfly lived a short life, killed with fear, and a very sharp knife. -b.g [lower case intended.]Concluida
Whats and Hows
My eyes betrayed me, drifting down to her boobs. Fuck. I had always wanted to touch them, feel their weight, and lose myself in the softness. She wore an armless gown, dangerously short, with a plunging V-neck that left very little to the imagination. Her boobs spilled generously, teasing me with their fullness. She noticed my gaze, caught me staring, and instead of pulling away, she bit her lips-her eyes daring me to act.DA
Breathe Into Me
The life I had built with her was gone, back to square one. But why did it feel so real, her touch still lingered on my skin. I had a longing desire to feel it again, but I had no idea where to look. And then I saw her again. I thought to myself, I must be dreaming. ~~~~ This book does contain mature themes, please read at your own risk.Concluida
A Single Glance
I saw her from across the bar. My bar. My city. Everything in that world belonged to me. She stood out from the crowd like she was looking for someone to blame for her pain. That night, I felt the depths of my mistakes. I felt my scars. With a single glance, I knew her touch would take it all away. I craved it more than anything. I knew she would be a tempting, beautiful mistake. One I would make again and again... even if it cost me everything.Concluida
she almost ran over a red traffic light when a hand caught her arm. 'hey are you colorblind?!' he shouted. she shrugged and replied, 'you know what? yes i am.' a story about how your passion can feel like a curse.
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