Metaphors. This Was The Cost Of Making

I Want You To Break The Spell. Finish It Off.” "what Do You Mean?” "the Spell You Did On Me And Dimitri.” "that Spell Is Done. It Burned Itself Out.” I Shook My Head. "no. I Keep Thinking About Him. I Keep Wanting To…” He Smiled Knowingly When I Didn't Finish. "my Dear, That Was Already There, Long Before I Set That Up.

Seth Was A Wonderful Kisser. He Gave The Kind Of Kisses That Melted Into Your Mouth And Filled You With Sweetness. They Were Like Cotton Candy.

Mentor’s Official And Complete Procedural Handbook On Initial Succubus Intake And Probationary Period (abridged). “abridged?” I Spun Toward Jerome. “tell Me You’re Getting Back At Me For The Time I Accused You Of Wearing Old Spice.” “that One’s Still Coming,” Said The Demon. “this One’s For Real.

I'd Never Expected My First Time To Be In A Cabin In The Woods, But I Realized The Place Didn't Matter. The Person Did. With Someone You Loved, You Could Be Anywhere, And It Would Be Incredible. Being In The Most Luxurious Bed In The World Wouldn't Matter If You Were With Someone You Didn't Love.

No, I Can Just Read You. Finally. I Can't Believe How Blind I Was. I Can't Believe I Never Noticed. Victor's Comment...he Was Right." She Glanced Off At The Sunset, Then Turned Her Gaze Back On Me. A Flash Of Anger, Both In Her Feelings And Her Eyes, Hit Me. "why Didn't You Tell Me?" She Cried. "why Didn't You Tell Me You Loved Dimitri?