"My son is a fool. He never appreciated you, never valued the gift you gave him. You deserve better, someone who would cherish your softness. Someone who would claim you. Someone like me."
Their relationship is loud in the softest way — a kind of intimacy that looks like laughter spilling into kisses, three hearts beating in sync but never trying to be identical.
Derek Hale could feel it the instant he stepped outside his loft. A shift in the air, a tremor in the undercurrent of the town’s supernatural pulse. There was a presence—a power—not native to his territory.
The morning sun caught her hair, long, wild, and golden, as Lilanna Zorina walked barefoot across the Academy courtyard. Every step was deliberate, unhurried, as if the earth itself bent to her rhythm. Grass brushed her toes, dew clung to her skirts, but she barely noticed.
John and Lila have been the perfect duo, on and off the field. Moving as one during missions and later in the bed. Two seasoned soliders, finding peace in each other, the only ones who understood.
John and Lila have been the perfect duo, on and off the field. Moving as one during missions and later in the bed. Two seasoned soliders, finding peace in each other, the only ones who understood.
Queens. Peter Parker and May are discussing some minor legal problem, a dispute with a landlord. Matt Murdock sits across from them, calm, composed, listening to every word.