
L новеллы, L романы, байхэ - новеллы.
Shakespeare
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I never wanted to be saved. I wanted someone to follow me down into the darkness. To hold my hand as I fell.

"Know what`s scary?" I said. "We`re more alike than you think."
Her eyebrows rose. "You`re not really my type, but if that`s an attempt at flirting, I`ll play."
"You`re the last person on earth I`d flirt with, Hiyam."
"You`re a total freak."
"You`re a complete bitch."
"I hate to break it to you, Keating, but I think we`re actually flirting."

"I want you. I want the badness in you. I want the craziness, the animal. I`m going to hurt them all, Blythe. Every single person who`s hurt me. And you`ll be there at my side."
"You drugged me."
"I didn`t, I promise."
"You drugged me," she repeated, her fingers wrapping around my neck, "with your skin, and your hands, and your mouth. You`re in my veins. My blood." Her lips were a breath`s width from mine, her wolf teeth bright. We teetered on the delirious brink of a kiss. "You poisoned me, and it feels so fucking good. I want more."
My breath came first. "Will you do it with me?"
"Yeah, I will. I`ll fuck this world up with you."
"Good girl," I said. "Let`s be bad."









