Like a whimsical poem, this book gave so much insight about cultures I had never been familiar with. Poetic in language, slow paced and everything a romantic could hope for. Continue reading
They say we are born with a spark in our eyes, one that starts in the heart and glows through the eyelids. A spark that burns so faintly that it can be barely noticed. It manages to keep us young and innocent, and it chases away the grudges and the heartaches of youth, freshens our souls and preserves our innocence. Continue reading
Indoctrinated minds so very often contain sick thoughts and commit most of the evils they preach against. They lust and they sin, they make deals with devils by glorifying gods they pretend to worship. They take the most sacred of acts and turn them into infamy, they burn scriptures and call the smoke incense. Continue reading
Shannon could feel her breath return, her veins circulating the blood, her pulse thumping and her nerves starting to shake her into wreck. Davis, the man who had given her the ultimate gift she could have desire, and the sole nemesis who was able to take it back, stood before her after three long years through which she found herself breaking free from the hell she had lived in. Three long years it had been since she had last seen those grey eyes penetrating her soul from the moment she had first met him when Landon had introduced him, hiding behind his irresistible smile and a borrowed name: Liam. Continue reading
Is it the time, or the tears we cry
That rend the love to glances dry?
Is it the faith that in phantoms leaves
The moments slip as times go by? Continue reading
He must die.
There was no other way around what Shannon knew was the inevitable and what she had been avoiding for a long time now. She had been too stupid and too fearful, and she must have known it will all come down to this in the end.
Davis will stop her if he had threatened to do so, she knew he had the power. And as she walked into her apartment after her jog with Miles, she began shivering at the thought that terrified her. Davis was a threat to the three years she had spent planning to reach everything she’d desired, and it was about time she had gotten rid of the danger he imposed.
It took her a quick shower to calm the nerves of the realization. She had 12 hours, during which he must die, and she must kill him. Continue reading