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Mallory Monroe
Ke ‘aloha kea oke ano kahiaka (The white light of morning) Black skies turn pink, then red then blue The sky sometimes falls in this time of morning In tiny clear droplets, falling and falling, it barely ever stops. On the horizon, seafoam meets clouds Billowing like a woman’s dress as she runs against the wind. The sun is bright and blinding as it rises, Warming our hearts as the day starts. Now I think of the people who have left and who will leave, In November she had gone right up into the sky and flew. And in November someone old but new comes here, She goes before the month is over, she goes before the island could hold her. They leave in January when the morning comes sooner, I don’t know when I’ll see them again, (I might catch up with them one day). But for now I’ll enjoy my time, And wake every day With the white light of morning Shining through the window, the clouds and my thoughts.
Mallory Monroe
nothing I do will ever be wonderful.
everything as already been done. And everything that continues to be done makes what I do, look like mud. I am dead daisies in a forest of roses.
i'm just waiting for someone to come and press me in between pages and keep me forever. For that is wat I want. To be always remembered in a book. Where I am still beautiful in death. I will be a long ago beauty, treasured for age. I will make you smile and you'll remember the day you walked amoung the roses but pickd up the trodded flower. And kept me.
He smells of smoke and I smell like pine. Together we're a forest fire.
/That Girl- Mallory Monroe/
He smells like cheap beer and cigarettes. Like high school.
Summer Letters, Mallory Monroe
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A Mob Boss Christmas: The Pregnancy
When gorgeous tough guy Reno Gabrini finds out that his lady love Katrina is pregnant, he becomes a nervous wreck. He does everything in his power to protect her from forces real and imagined, and to make her pregnancy move along as smoothly as possible. Trina, in turn, does everything in her power to deal with his controlling ways. She also has to deal with a woman with her eyes on Reno, a best friend in serious need of her help, and in-laws with their eyes on mayhem. But Reno’s love for her and her devotion to him trumps any setbacks they face, even as their challenges create tensions in their interracial marriage that they didn’t see coming. But Trina knows her own worth and the worth of her man, and she fight every foe that seek to destroy their union. Reno, also, remains steadfast and determined to keep his family together, even if it means tearing some of them apart. A Mob Boss Christmas is a love story about romantic entanglements and the kind of enduring love able to withstand the fiery darts of doubt, seduction, and sexual need in its barest form Features :