True friends are not mirrors where we can always see ourselves reflected in a positive light.

Wolves mated for life. Where was he? Where was the echo to her howl, her mate? Was there no other lone wolf, searching the hills for her?

I will love you forever, Davina.” His fangs pierced her cool skin and Broderick drank the life from his wife, granting her wish…and tormenting his already damned soul.

She saw the scarlet thread of her lips, the light in her eyes, the family through their love, their children running barefoot in a fresh field.

His fingerprints covered my skin.

Why?” I whispered. “Why do you love me?” “God told me to,” she said softly. “He told me that you were the one.” “When?” “In preschool – when you freaked out just because I got...

If you can’t ignore imperfections, then your imaginary ideal soulmate will always remain pending till you grow old and die.

But i do believe in souls being in sync, souls that mirror each other.

in a worldfull oftemporary thingsyou area perpetual feeling.