As An Author You Hope Your Characters

He Was Standing Across The Street, Staring At Her With A Look Of Shock And Dismay. One Look In Oliver's Eyes And She Knew He Knew. But How? How Could He Have Known? The'd Been So Careful To Keep Their Love A Secret. The Grief Etched All Over His Face Was Too Much To Bear. Schuyler Felt The Words Catch In Her Throat As She Crossed The Stree To Stand In Front Of Him. "ollie...it's Not..." Oliver Shot Her A Look Of Pure Hatred, Turned On His Heel And Began To Run Away. "oliver, Please,let Me Explain.

That Morning, She Had Found An Envelope Stuffed Into Her Locker. It Was From The Mercer Hotel, And Held A Plastic Door Key For Their Suite. "see You There Tonight," Oliver Had Written. "chomp! Chomp!

Do Not Cry For Me, Azrael. Do Not Waste Your Tears. You Made Your Decision. And This Is Mine. Sacrifice Seems To Be My Destiny. A Funny Thing For A Selfish Man, Isn't It? They Always Called Me Weak Back Then.

Dude You Scare Me Sometimes! You're All Vampire Superwoman

A Bad Boy Can Be Very Good For A Girl.