262 Quotes About Dark-romance

How ironic it is to have your past-self staring at you

Insane madness of the living can be more, more terrible than the bloody hunger of the undead...

The boy was there too, stumbling through the living room horde and passing out magic mushrooms from a paper bag. His eyeballs sparkled inside gaping, play-dough sockets while his limbs hung gaunt and exhausted from eight straight days of self-medicating fear. Another boy in a black tee pinched some mushroom flakes from his bag, nodded his thanks, and mouthed the word “bro” like blowing a man kiss.

I think this is where it started, the day I fell in love with her.The start of a series of events that would change my life forever.

I look up and pause as I lay eyes on the most enticingly beautiful woman I have ever seen. I swear it’s like God himself designed her. It’s like a pull of current is between us. She’s so captivating that I feel myself walk forward without realizing it, my feet moving on their own accord.

I finally let someone else in and now the weight of what happened to me isn’t so heavy to carry around.

My hand shakes and some of the coffee I was bringing toward my mouth slips out of the cup and onto the table. Starving? This handsome CEO with his Jaguar and penthouse suite was starving?

Moving his hands up my thighs, he caressed every delicate curve. He glided his palm slowly, tantalizing my nerves.“Lean back and close those pretty eyes, buttercup. You’re about to get spoiled,” he growled. I rocked my hips forward and whispered, “Use the showerhead.”
 A filthy grin formed across his handsome face.
 I wasn’t going home. I was going to stay here and live the life I deserved.

He is my ruin. My complete and utter devastation.