As a lifelong romance reader, its always satisfying to get to talk to other romance readers!
Melissa MarrWriting is not just the technical act of your fingers on the keyboard. Writing is living.
Melissa MarrMaybe the girl would get strong enough to withstand an ink exchange with one of the chosen faeries. If not, he could always give her to one of the weaker fey. It seemed a shame to waste a lovely broken toy.
Melissa MarrYou're an idiot," she whispered tearfully. Finally, he opened his eyes and stared up at her; by then, she had moved on to stroking his hair and crying. She sat beside him on the edge of the bed, trying very hard not to bump him or let her cold tears fall on his bare chest and arms. For a moment he blinked at her. Then he asked, "Are you dead too?
Melissa Marr