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It's a special kind of torture to have the will to move mountains for someone, only to find the mountain is their own sorrow, and you are not allowed to touch it.
Excerpt from The Never Novel
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A Shakespearean World
Commission for Jemma Croft
The Good Boys Club is an MM werewolf x wolf shifter rom com. 🐺 Friends to lovers 🐺 bi awakening 🐺 small town 🐺 fake dating 🐺 Loads of pining
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I stepped near the window and looked at how it snowed more heavily outside. I felt it when he came near me. “It’s so beautiful,” I said looking at the snow outside. He put his hands on my waist from behind and whispered in my ear, “You are beautiful.” I felt his lips on my neck...
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I'm sorry I can't let you stay the night. It's not that I don't want to. I'm just afraid of the light and how it falls across your face in that particular way and reminds me that I used to pray for mornings like these with someone else.
| excerpt from a novel I will never write
I have no desires left. I can see myself from the outside now, a woman sitting in a chair with her hands in her lap. Someone who loved me once would have wept to see how still I have become, and I do not even weep for myself anymore because weeping is also a kind of wanting.
Excerpt from a novel I will never write
