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I say that I hate you, but deep inside I love you. Love is in my mind, in my soul, and deep in my heart. As it always has been. As it always might be.

I don't do relationships because I don't want to love and lose myself.

Life was beautiful, but it was also painful. People fail, a few get up, but there's never a guarantee that their second attempt will work out.

I Don't want someone who's perfect because I'm not perfect. I want someone who's real; someone who complements me rather than completes me.

Sorry, I think I'll pass. You're not my type."
"I'm everybody's type, he says. You just have to realize it.

Every story has an ending. You can't stop after one chapter just because you don't know how it ends

Spandex bodysuits, huh?" His eyes twinkled. "If that's what turns you on - I'm all for giving it a try.

assume they both took a road trip. The

Faster's always better, but you have to mind those curves. They're wicked. They can kill a man in a heartbeat.

Every scar tells a story. Every change is proof of something that you've overcome. It's evidence of our past together.

It's never over. Not until every fight has been lost. And for you, I'd fight.

with that?" "Jesus. What happened to you, man?

Cellphone in his luxurious Manhattan apartment, on the last day they spent together. Jett had been sitting in the chair opposite from the

He's insufferable. Excruciatingly unbearable. Plain obnoxious

Affection's easy to gain, but trust is hard to get and yet so easy to crush and lose.

Not to spoil the moment. It had been a big mistake because the next thing he knew they had a fight, and she was gone. Missing without

To me, love was a drug. Jett was my drug.

I care enough for you to let you go," he whispered. "But I'll never stop protecting you

was the state he was aiming for.

You're one in a million, Ava, and it was important that you know the real me.

four-poster bed, torn

deep down love addicts just need a little fucking and the sex addicts just need a bit of love,

He had destroyed and shattered my love only to conquer it again.

Falling in love often happens at the wrong time, in the wrong place, with the wrong person.

My pulse thuds in my ears, drowning out all the dirty things he'd like to do to me. But I don't need his account to help me get the picture.

better. Because soon I'd have to pry

I'd let him get under my skin, and now he had started to occupy my every thought.

Calling her mother who didn't seem particularly worried, but claimed she had no idea," Jett said. "The roommate's gone with her, so I can only

All beginnings are scary, like all endings are sad, but that's the journey and everything in between is worth experiencing.

Love is when you'd rather be hurt than hurt the one you love.

Home isn't a place; it's a feeling; it's the people who make you feel that you belong.
I know that I belong here, with him, by his side.

Judging from what I've seen so far
He's filthy rich
with a filthy mouth
And even filthier morals

I had sex with Jett because I was attracted to him. Jett hired me because he wanted me. It was lust at first sight.

The trials of our lives make us strong, determined to succeed, to be different, both in body and in spirit.

Wine?" I asked, ready to order.
"I'd rather have Sex on the Beach." He winked at me with a devilish grin.

Life is unpredictable, and the circumstances of today might not be the circumstances of tomorrow.

He dominated everything: my thoughts, my space, even the air I breathed.

I've never begged a man to take me. That I'm doing it now is a sure sign that I'm losing my morals in Montana.

Maybe someday, I'd find someone who'd prove he really loved me. Someone who'd hold me rather than let me fall. Someone who'd never lie to me.

He's a man shrouded in mystery and contradiction.

Why can't they just mark it P for positive and a smiley for not pregnant?
-Sylvie

and cooled my head, my wits slowly returned.

This time. The whiskey burned down Jett's throat and probably messed with his brain. The beauty of oblivion. If he couldn't find her, then that

I feel like I'll have to peel back layers over layers, remove piece by piece of him, to get to know him.

Why did I always end up loving the person who hurt me the most? Why was love so cruel?

Beauty fades. But love? Love is a fire that needs sex to be burning strong. What good is a man who doesn't own a match to light your fire?" I

I had never seen eyes like his. Dark green. Smoldering. Ready to undress a woman with a single glance.

Else! Jett grimaced and refilled their glasses. He swigged down the golden liquid in one gulp while Kenny stared at his, leaving it untouched