''Some say the world will end in fire,
Some say in ice.
From what I've tasted of desire,
I hold with those who favor fire.
But if I had to perish twice,
I think I know enough of hate
To say that for destruction ice
Is also great
And would suffice.''
-Robert Frost.
--
''It st-started with a-a burn; wi-with a fire that erupted m-me to life,'' I answered as I stared at my trembling hands.
His eyes that resembled orbs of liquid gold, bore into me as he asked the next question, ''And how will it end?''
''I-I...I don't know,'' I stammered as tears blossomed from my tear glands, ''H-how am I su-supposed to decide th-that?! I can't do it!'' I had never felt so helpless before.
''I have lived for a thousands of years, my dear, and never have I heard such a poor lie,'' he commented as his lips twisted into a smirk, ''So, tell me, Delilah, what will you choose? The frost of fire, or the inferno of ice?''
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My name is Delilah Storme.
There was a time when I refused to believe in love and magic.
There was a time when my largest concerns were: to get good grades and flee far away from my foul father; keep myself from breaking a promise I made to my mother, who slept six feet underground; try to forget the bitter aftertaste of a mistake woven into a boy, who hid his secrets behind a philanderous lifestyle.
But then I met him.
A man who I had thought merely existed in the pages of stories written millenniums ago, and the fibers of mythology.
A man, who seemed to have subconsciously sworn to change my beliefs regarding love, and magic.
A man like no other.
And then, nothing was the same.
Note: There are going to be some spelling errors and grammatical errors in this book, due to my lack of time to edit the chapters once I'm done with them. However, I can promise you that the errors aren't bad enough to have you turn away from this story, and that it's worth the read (hopefully :) ). Please do read on, and I hope you enjoy the story :D
I wait for him to look at me.
"The fuck you staring at me for,bitch??" He snarls.
I lean in quickly,pressing my lips to his.
He freezes,eyes widening. Then he suddenly shoved me away,hard. I lost my balance and fell back.
"Ew,the fuck you putting your girl germs on me for? Just because we're childhood friends doesn't mean I prefer your sushi over cock."
"You kissed me last time and didn't wipe your lips!"
He shrugs,looking forward.
"That was different."
I shove him,angrily. "Kiss me!"
He narrows his eyes,shoving me back.
"The fuck you raising your voice at??"
I get in his face. "The only motherfucker here,you stupid or some shit?"
He stares at me for a long time.
Then ..."don't do that."
"Do what?" I ask.
"the attitude thing. Stop it."
He looks forward again and I smile,smugly.
"Why,am I intimidating?" I grin.
"Intimidating?" He looks at me,thumping his cigarette. "Honey,you could never intimidate me."
"Then why should I stop?"
He leans in my face. "because when you get an attitude like that,it makes me want to fuck the shit out of you."
He brushes past me without another word.
וווווווווווווו×
Vivian finally got into the college of her dreams,with attempting to ignore its weird condition. in attempts to find herself,she also ends up finding herself in more than just a love triangle.
she isn't quite aware of her feelings yet,or why she was such an outcast before she became an adult,but she's determined to find true love among the multiple love choices that cross her mind daily.
also attempting to find her meaning in life and why she was born with certain powers not all possess.
from sneaking into a male boarding house,disguised as a male
to being seduced by her childhood male best friends
as well as falling for complete assholes,ghosts and even realizing she might be bisexual.
she's in quite the pickle.