My wrist was burning.
I fell to the floor writhing in agony, sending tears streaming down my face.
But these were not tears of pain or of sadness, these were happy tears, for I had finally, finally met my soulmate.
My wrist was burning.
I fell to the floor writhing in agony, sending tears streaming down my face.
But these were not tears of pain or of sadness, these were happy tears, for I had finally, finally met my soulmate.
Wreaked.
That's the best way to describe how he felt. He just got back to his apartment to crash for the day, but he felt his stomach churn. That meant something bad was about to happen.
Fluff, smut...