Cold. Icy cold fingers calmly settled upon my slumped shoulder. The touch not foreign, no; rather familiar.

“Go ahead. Read me like an open book — like the others.

"Why are they afraid of you?"

Gummy funeral

"You really aren't sensitive at all. Look at you, not even balling your eyes out after the love of your life cheated on you," frowned her best friend, skeptically glancing at Riona. "Are you a psychopath?"

Last words

The old lady leaned forward in her seat with a warning look, "Don't trust him."

Silly Girl “Did you really think he still loves you? — Silly girl. This is his little kingdom and you're not the queen anymore,” snarled the witch, with a disgusted expression. Lurina stayed seated with her head hung low. Her raven black locks falli...