Connell always gets what he wants, and then feels sorry for himself when what
he wants doesn’t make him happy.
"I'm sorry. I'm sorry for hurting you... For pushing you away… For ever making you feel unwanted when you're the only person I've ever loved."
“Sorry, the last time you hugged my wife, it lasted five seconds. That should last you for the next five years.”
Cole gaped at him, before turning his attention to me. “I swear our Mama didn’t raise him like this.”
I grinned. “I happen to like him exactly as he is.”
Walker blew me a kiss and I reached out and pretended to catch it.
Cole made a gagging noise like he was about to throw up. “You guys are so sweet it makes me sick.”
Walker smiled unrepentantly and skated away. “Keep everyone away from my wife, Elaine,” he reminded her, and I swear her muscles hulked out even more as she stood there.
Olivia-Walker-Cole.Kitabı okudu
“Sorry to break your fairytale, Little Fox, but ballads don’t end happily, and neither do the two of us.”
JacksKitabı okudu
I was bleeding when I pulled away, my fingers still sliding in and out of her, and her eyes widened, her hand coming to her mouth in shock. “I’m—I’m so sorry,” she murmured.
“I’m not,” I growled, kissing her again and sucking on her tongue so she could taste my blood. I mean, I wasn’t a fucking vampire, but there was something about having a part of me inside her.
My fingers, my dick, my cum, my blood…my baby.
I was desperate for it all.
Olivia-Walker.Kitabı okudu
“I’m going to be a daddy,” I announced,
Ari made a choking sound, coughing dramatically like he was fucking dying. “Sorry. What was that? Are we talking about sex kinks right now? Because I need to prepare myself before I think about some puck bunny calling you “daddy.” Or are you and golden boy doing some reverse role play…because I was sure you’d be the one calling him ‘Daddy.’”
Lincoln also took advantage of Ari’s hysterics to dip his chip in the queso.
“No, I mean a real dad,” I grinned, thinking of Olivia.
“What’s her name? Is she excited about the baby?” Lincoln asked as he went in for more queso.
“She will be excited,” I finally announced to Lincoln and Ari as I snagged some more queso and started snacking on it.
They stared at me like I’d said something crazy, so I decided to just give it all to them…“When she finds out…”
Lincoln-Ari-Walker.Kitabı okudu
“I’m sorry. I thought… I thought you’d find me weak and revolting. The idea of you seeing me differently haunts me, Nikolai. I don’t want to lose you.”
“But you’re okay with me losing you? I’m a shell without you, Bran.”
“Lan—”
“I’m sorry.”
“What are you sorry for?”
“For not pursuing you that night. For thinking it was because of the rumours and letting it go at that. I’m sorry for allowing you to hate me without doing anything about it.”
“I never hated you, Lan. I hated myself, yes, but never you.”
“I punched you, Bran."
"You didn't mean to."
"I still don't like it. I hate the very idea of hurting you, even unintentionally. I was haunted for weeks by the sight of the blood that gushed out of your nose. I'm so sorry. I'll never let myself do that again. That night in front of the Elites' mansion was enough proof that I had no control and was capable of hurting you. Also, I could never pretend you don't exist, motherfucker. You're everywhere like goddamn air."
“I’m sorry,” I whisper, kissing around the plaster over and over, “So sorry.”
And it’s not only because I couldn’t save him in time.
I’m sorry about being a coward who can’t kiss him in public but hungers for him in private.
I’m sorry that I retreated after he ended things when I should’ve fought for him.
But most of all, I’m sorry that he even wants me.
I AM BLUSHING
“I’m sorry Donatella wounded you so badly,” Evangeline said.
And she meant it. She imagined Jacks was probably leaving a few
things out, but she believed his hurt was genuine. “Maybe the stories
have it wrong and there’s another true love waiting for you.”
Jacks laughed derisively. “Are you saying this because you think
you can be her?” He eyed Evangeline through the bars, gaze
bordering on indecent. “Do you want to kiss me, Little Fox?”
JACKS'IM NASIL DA KENDINI FEDA ETTI
“Sorry, Eva.” Luc leaped to the ground in a graceful arch, bared
his fangs, and lunged for her.
Jacks shoved her out of the way before she could move.
Lightning fast, he darted in front of her like a shield.
Luc didn’t have time to switch course, and his teeth clamped
onto Jacks’s neck with a sickening tear.
“No!” Evangeline screamed and scrambled for the dropped
sword she’d given Luc. The weapon felt heavier than it had been
moments ago.
The hushed night was the tune of God
(And my soul felt sorry for God).
“I’m sorry,” I whisper toward the flower. It’s too pretty to be plucked, but I’m selfish. I want to keep its beauty all to myself.
benim zavallı, toplumum..... eskiden senin için yapamıycaam şey yoktu! Oysa artık senin için yapabileceğim hiç bişey kalmadı.... don't WORRY, I'M SORRY!
