Something Must Be Wrong With Me To

No, My Young Apprentice. You Said The Exact Right Thing. Again. I'm Just Laughing At Life." "why?" He Asked, Opening Both His Eyes. "because Sometimes It's Either Laugh Or Cry. I Prefer Laugh. How About You?

Then Your Heart Is A Black, Shriveled Thing, Because You Absoluteky Betray Me.

How Will It Ever Be Bearable, Priestess?” His Voice Was Rough. He Sounded Completely Broken. “you’ll See Her Again. She’s With Nyx Now. She’ll Either Wait For You In The Goddess’s Meadow, Or She’ll Be Reborn And Her Soul Will Find You Again During This Lifetime. You Can Bear It Because You Know That Spirit Never Really Ends-we Never Really End.

I Like To Think Of Birthdays As Celebrating Life." "only Losers Acknowledge They Survived A Year And Hope They Cheat Death Again.

As A Successful Romantic Novelist - One Of My Publishers Is Mills & Boon - I Create The Sort Of Male Heroes That No Woman Could Fail To Adore And Few Real Men Could Hope To Emulate.