I Don't Want Only One Night. I

In Case You Haven't Noticed, I'm A Lover Not A Fighter.

His Lips Brushed Against Mine. Delicately At First, Almost Testing To See If This Was Real.

Princess." He Smiled Up At Me, But It Was Weak. "if I'd Known That This Is What It Would Take To Get You To Hold Me, I Would've Collapsed A Long Time Ago.

Writing Has Always Felt Like A Compulsion. Even At High School There'd Be Times When People Would Ask Me If I Wanted To Go And Hang Out And I'd Sit Home And Write Instead.

Who Was That?” I Whispered, As If The Walls Could Hear Me. They Were Lined With Pictures, A Few Of Which I Recognized As Being Painted By Master Painters. “rhys.” “yeah, I Know But… Is He My Brother?” I Asked. I Had Already Decided That He Was Foxy, So I Really Hoped That He Wasn‟t.