He gripped her chin between his fingers and kissed her, breathing her in. His sister, his lover, his everything. She belonged to him now.
Edmund sat up and pulled of his jeans and pants before crawling on top of Isabelle.
"Edmund. Please don’t do this." She kept her legs pressed together, her entire body shook underneath him. She could feel how hard he was against her leg.
Every time I see one of thoses whitehouse petitions I laugh to myself because anyone who believes that’s going to do shit has no idea how politics work.
Easter is on 4/20 are you going to praise it or blaze it
Elena is the fake person Isabelle created to cover up her brother Edmund’s abuse.