Author of quotes: Beth Of Fantasy
I thought I was never going to obey Tristen Hyde, but how could I resist when he leaned over to me and clung to me, lips? I realized that once again inspire the darkness in his soul, turn him into a monster, but my kiss was such tenderness and desire, and for a moment it seemed to me that we are a unified whole. Yeah, like we two had one life and one breath, and as if his strength became my strength, no matter whether he is human or has turned into a beast. For a moment I became part of Tristana and he was a part of me.
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MegaMozg 08-01-2017 / 09:32
I followed him, and he certainly behaved like a real gentleman (as always, when I was not armed with a butcher knife) - held the door for me blood-stained hand.
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MegaMozg 08-01-2017 / 09:32
Why, even after I found out who is actually Tristen Hyde, he still had this power over me: can make my heart beat faster, was able to calm down, to laugh or cry, could cause desire to throw myself into his arms? Why, what a bad and terrible it seemed to me, the more I was drawn to him? So what I really am? What's wrong with me?
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MegaMozg 08-01-2017 / 09:32
I wasn't ready to give her heart, body and soul to the person who took someone's life
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MegaMozg 08-01-2017 / 09:31
Locked in the room, I gave way to tears, but I tried to cry it down, his face buried in a pillow while in the door and mom told me "goodbye". When he heard the front door close, I started to cry at the voice. It did not help. Maybe the fact that in the last year I cried too often and the tears stopped bringing the old relief. My anger and pain I'm not crying.
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MegaMozg 08-01-2017 / 09:31
Sorry... just felt sorry for... for example, the fact that we had just one kiss, and he was spoiled, stolen from us. I have.
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MegaMozg 08-01-2017 / 09:31
I was left alone in the house, where they extinguished all emotion, as if someone had extinguished all the rage, fear and desire, which so recently occurred between Tristana like a candle. And I almost suffocated in the vacuum.
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MegaMozg 07-01-2017 / 21:49
We Tristina were so far from each other... but in some strange way, we became closer. He never lusted, but between us there was a connection. Communication is based on bloodshed and troubles.
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MegaMozg 07-01-2017 / 21:49
I was absolutely sure that Tristano dreamed of Becca. Yes, it was bad dreams. But that night I was jealous of the girlfriend even because of the fact that she had appeared to him in nightmares. And I did someday someone will dream, though in a pleasant dream, even a nightmare?
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MegaMozg 07-01-2017 / 21:49
So that's what's missing in my work! In the eyes! The darkness that I know slips sometimes. But it just couldn't be at last year's portrait, it was removed before killed his father... even before I began to get a true black, when I learned that my father stole from me.
I don't think someone would be interested to see it in the picture? My loss and my anger... they are disgusting. Isn't it? This is the part of me that it is necessary not only to hide, she has to be eliminated.
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MegaMozg 07-01-2017 / 21:48
For a brief moment I was seized with a mad desire to hurl her across the room to hit the wall and shattered into a thousand small pieces. But of course I couldn't do I couldn't spoil a thing. Instead, my eyes were filled with tears. Tears... that is my pathetic way of expressing anger.
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MegaMozg 07-01-2017 / 21:48
