#strgoni

[hoardofheroes-blog]

      ❛     hey, pops.   here’s the thing --     ❜     emmett leaned across the counter, shoving a book under carlisle’s nose.  the top of the page read basics of medicine.      ❛     i need to write a paper on this, but you know i couldn’t read this whole book if i tried.   why don’t you just tell me what i need to know, and i’ll go from there.     ❜

@strgoni

[geminaie-a]

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        ❝         it’s     barley     a     scratch.     ------        if     i     put     a     bandaid     on     it     it     would     be     totally     fine.       ❞         nerves     were     apparent     in     her     restless     legs     unable     to     keep     them     from     moving.         ❝         you     really     don’t     need     to     call     my     dad.     it’ll     just     pull     him     away     from     the     school,     and     there     are     conferences     today.       ❞        

[ingenueheartmoved]

    ❝ I MAY BE YOUR WIFE IN NAME, ❞ says she who trembles in the face of her new husband. Her voice WAVERS, just so, but her chin is HIGH and her hands remain fisted with determination. ❝ But I will NOT be your bedmate this night. ❞

@strgoni // REGIME.

[roseguided-a]

           “ I WILL NEVER LOVE ANYONE THE WAY I LOVE YOU.  “    ESME & CARLISLE

personals / non mutuals do not reblog !    /  @strgoni

[contrclfreaked]

@strgoni || regime sc

“Your grace,” Deep curtsey, eyes downcast. She could never thank him enough for the family’s hospitality. As a lady, she knows her place, and knows there are some topics those of her gender and position should not speak of. But there’s a bit of a fright in her eyes at the news seeming to spread through the court. “ I know it is not my place, but I have heard the Volturi will be accompanying us for an evening . . . is everything all right? ”