His lips carefully brushed against mine, so slow... so gentle... so plush. There were no sparks, as they describe it in poems. No fireworks or explosions. It was a soft ballad. An intricately composed...
Amelia Ruggus is hired for a job but not everything is as it seems. (I will add more chapters in the future)
Lost Cities is back with Part 11! Thanks for reading and I hope you enjoyed it :)
Here lies my deepest hollows, This is where my sinful mind follows,
His lips carefully brushed against mine, so slow... so gentle... so plush. There were no sparks, as they describe it in poems. No fireworks or explosions. It was a soft ballad. An intricately composed...
Amelia Ruggus is hired for a job but not everything is as it seems. (I will add more chapters in the future)
Lost Cities is back with Part 11! Thanks for reading and I hope you enjoyed it :)
Here lies my deepest hollows, This is where my sinful mind follows,