Will you be my forever, Donia?

Loving someone meant letting them be who they were, not caging them

She was afraid, but she couldn't just sit around waiting for someone to save her. She had to try to save herself, try to figure it out.

Over a four-month period, I sat down and wrote every day. And then there was a novel, and all of a sudden, there were agents and offers.

His blue-black hair fell over his face when he moved, like tiny arrows pointing to pronounced cheeckbones. "Starting to think you were going to bail on me." "Didn't know you were expecting me," she said in what she hoped was a casual voice. He gets sexier every day. "Not Expecting, but hoping. Always hoping

Discord says it's a good idea. That's comforting.

Faeries are equally loyal and deceitful.