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( Never thought this would happen... )

Seemed like she was falling back into a deep sleep, curling herself up in the covers and murmuring something I couldn’t quite understand. I leaned forward and kissed her cheek and then her shoulder. God, she was warm ( Read more... )

( I looked down on her sleeping form. )

The sun poured through the window and I squeezed my eyes closed tightly, pulling the covers up and turning away from the light; sighing softly as the darkness of the blanket surrounded me again ( Read more... )

Well, tonight had been one hell of a time, hadn’t it? I looked down at Tara, now dressed and sleeping soundly and smiled to myself. It’d been a long time since I felt this good and I knew why; because it’d been a long time since I’d able to be myself, let the demon out to play, so to speak. I’d had fun tonight, and even though the night’s ( Read more... )

So the spell had worked ( Read more... )

I spent the past two day’s studying before my History mid-term that I haven’t slept much, if at all really. My mid-term was tomorrow and I had to get sleep or all that studying was going to go to waste ( Read more... )

Before I left the Bronze I’d taken another bottle of scotch from behind the bar and made fast work finishing it off as soon as I got back to the crypt. It meant, thankfully that I hadn’t had to deal with anymore of the…dreams, but it also meant that I didn’t remember a bloody thing about the night before, at least after I left the bronze ( Read more... )

The Bronze was deserted, you’d think it was an abandoned building if you walked by it now. Except that it looked like one of those party streamer poppers exploded on the inside ( Read more... )