I should have kissed more than your hand...thought I'd have more time," he whispered between liquid, panting breaths. "...too late now." I looked into his eyes and completely forgot the rest of the world. In that moment, all I knew was that I was holding Stark in my arms, and I was going to lose him very, very soon.

And then something truly bizarre happened. I could feel his touch through our eyes. I couldn't look away from him.

He leaned back a little, not taking his arm from around me, but looking into my eyes. “You’re changing, Zoey. And I’m not sure what you’re changing into.

What if the beauty around us is meant as a reminder for the many gifts we have been given and our need to give thanks to them?

I am not a bat. ~Rephaim

Becky Renee Apple - can you believe her mom named her that and then had all of her sweaters monogramed with 'BRA'?

A big, studly football jock like me? I got plenty of blood to spare. For you, I have anything to spare.