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chatzy chose:Send “UNF” to pin my muse against the wall with DESIRE
“Monsieur,” Simone snapped as her back hit the wall. What had gotten into him? One second she was using the drink in his hand to get his coin purse and the next he had her pinned against the wall. Before she could pause to think about it, she kneed him in the crotch and shoved him away. “Do not do that to me again,” she growled.
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“The reading of all good books is like a conversation with the finest minds of past centuries.” -Rene Descartes | The New Age Magic Kids Book Club
Hate me, Love me, Miss me.
“I hate your excessive gentility, as I worry that one day you’ll be taken advantage of. I love - you. Everything about you. Your kindness, your beauty. I’ll never miss you, because if you leave this world, as in life, I’ll be right by your side.”
Hate me, Love me, Miss me.
Pierre, I hate how illusive you tend to be and how you make me think about my life choices more than usual. I love how easily we can talk, and I’d miss our surprise outings
Batârd Alexandre, I hate everything you stand for, all the horrid disparities between classes and the lack of concern for those ‘beneath’ you. I love how you have given me the drive to avenge my family and give France the king they deserve.
And don’t worry, unlike other men, when given the chance, I won’t miss.
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“Your highness?” she asked, taking a step back. A drunk bastard king was definitely not on her list of things she wanted to deal with at the present. If he had done this a few months prior, before her lessons with Sybille began, she might have punched him. “I think you’re lost. Perhaps I can help you find your boyfriend. Or better yet, your wife?”
UNF
Tristan looked at Alexandre with lust-filled eyes, his back pressed hard against the wall. He reached for him, letting his hands trail down his sides as his lips found his ear, teeth lightly tugging on an earlobe before he whispered in his ear, words heavy with desire. “Show me why I belong to you.”
