Killing a Mockingbird - Reunited (on Wattpad) https://www.wattpad.com/1424392948-killing-a-mockingbird-reunited?utm_source=web&utm_medium=tumblr&utm_content=share_reading&wp_uname=mandzipop Alayne Stone marries Harry the heir, becomes Sansa Stark and re-takes Winterfell. Inside, she finds horrors beyond belief, and a letter informing her of the death of her older half-brother. She tries to re-build Winterfell, but is stricken by grief, all the while Littlefinger lurks. Not long after she re-takes Winterfell, Jon arrives, back from the dead. But he is not the boy she remembers, who left for the wall, full of idealistic dreams. Instead, he returns dark and angry. Only Sansa can calm him down. Sansa starts to trust him more than anyone else she's ever known. However, Littlefinger is spewing vile hints about Jon into her ear. Sansa turns to Jon for protection, but her feelings for him are not what they should be.
Their relationship five years ago was one of strangers becoming best friends then foes.
Yet when they finally crossed paths five years later, they turned into bitter rivals.
His purpose is not to make things right, but she wants them to. Full of anger, all he could see in her was that vile, unknown lady.
Not the sweet, humorous, and charming guy from medical school, he evolved into the most sought-after bachelor in the city—a man who has made a name for himself through hard work and accomplishment. The world was unaware of his other side, though; only she was aware of it.
She won't be able to accomplish her purpose with this wrath. She wants to became ready-to-do-any-procedure-any-time-without-hesitation kind of skilled.
He was intended to overshadow her in every surgical procedure they performed together and to degrade her in every circumstance. His actions had left her physically and psychologically worn out.
Even though this senior physician was hardly a senior to Ashley, could she really thrive under such a conceited, selfish, and self-centered leader?
Pushing up behind me in bed, I can feel the warmth of his body, the urgency of his manhood against my bottom, the desire he feels for me in his hands as they linger over my bare thighs, his fingertips barely there, tracing figure eights over my skin. I can almost hear this breath as it lands on my neck. It’s burning hot.
Of course, our curtains and windows are open. We like to see the world, and we like the world to see us. It’s morning and the sky outside is a bright, solid blue with a little grey near the horizon. It’s going to be a lovely day, I can tell, made even better by this wake up call.
The air is a bit chilly though at this time of year, and in contrast to him, to his fervency, it feels like winter on my face. We like it regardless. “I want to watch your body respond to the breeze,” he says when I lay there naked, blankets off. One of his favourite things to do is to look at me completely stripped and exposed in the daylight, to really look at my skin, to see the colour of my eyes change when the sun hits them, to see so clearly into my soul.
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What do you think about this theme? Not one I would have picked for an angel. Unless it was Angel 🧛♂️🥵🫣. Should be a fun challenge. These are going to be due on Monday mornings. Because self imposed deadlines are a must.
Killing a Mockingbird - Missed Communications (on Wattpad) https://www.wattpad.com/1423577454-killing-a-mockingbird-missed-communications?utm_source=web&utm_medium=tumblr&utm_content=share_reading&wp_uname=mandzipop Alayne Stone marries Harry the heir, becomes Sansa Stark and re-takes Winterfell. Inside, she finds horrors beyond belief, and a letter informing her of the death of her older half-brother. She tries to re-build Winterfell, but is stricken by grief, all the while Littlefinger lurks. Not long after she re-takes Winterfell, Jon arrives, back from the dead. But he is not the boy she remembers, who left for the wall, full of idealistic dreams. Instead, he returns dark and angry. Only Sansa can calm him down. Sansa starts to trust him more than anyone else she's ever known. However, Littlefinger is spewing vile hints about Jon into her ear. Sansa turns to Jon for protection, but her feelings for him are not what they should be.
Her mother's death should have been the end of their tense relationship!
Her dead mother's advice is actually making her life crazier!
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She could see the excitement on my face as I stared and stared, captivated once again. Her body was just too much for me to take: eighteen-year-old Charly could’ve killed me with an eyelash flick. As she started to walk my way, I could feel my eyes widening more and more, my smile grew too. She grazed her shoulder with the girl I was talking to, she took my hand, and I followed her. She turned her head and gave the girl a smirk: she didn’t care about a thing.
The party was now in full mode, people crawling in all directions. She led me upstairs, through a hallway, a line of doors, all closed until we reached the last one. She turned on the light, it seemed no one lived there. I was anxious as I locked the door behind, but she quickly kneeled on the bed facing me.
“Adam, right?” she smiled as she reached behind her back, pulling on the bikini’s string.
“Charly…” I sighed, taking my t-shirt off. As I recall it all now, that first moment when we were strangers still feels made up...
She told me that kissing is when two people press their lips together. I have already kissed the lovely mouth on her face. Now I will kiss the equally lovely vertical mouth that is inset between her legs and salivating with hunger.