Madeline Martin Quotes
I canna let you die like Da, ” he said softly. “And yet ye canna let me live, ” she replied.
She was smooth and beautiful under his rough, callused hands-an amorous balm to soothe the ugliness of war.
She needed this. For the comfort, for the love, for all the glorious things she did not deserve and yet could not stop herself from wanting.
It doesna matter the direction necessity forces ye to take in life, it matters which way ye go when ye have a choice.
No more sounds emerged as he walked through the forest, save the whisper of the leaves above. Though nothing further appeared out of the ordinary, he knew one thing for certain. He was not alone.