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Just finished reading Powerless by Lauren Roberts … and I did not know it was part of a series that isn’t finished
I’m so …. I need more
I get to meet Lauren Roberts this Thursday ….
I am so excited and nervous
I’m going to lose my shit
NEW LAUREN ROBERTS BOOK TOMORROW AND I MEET HER ON THURSDAY
YES YES YES WHAT A FUCKING WEEK
Finally reading Powerful by Lauren Robert’s … and I know how the story ends, but it’s going to hurt a lot more ….
Adena and Mak … I love them so so much
Reckless comes out next week … then the following week I get to meet Lauren Roberts
If Reckless leaves me HEARTBROKEN I WILL HAVE COMPLAINTS !!!
I’m so ready and not at the exact same time
If I don’t get a scene where Kai is braiding Paedyn’s hair in Reckless…. I will lose my sanity
As I go through Powerless, here are my favorite notes I made when first reading this beautiful book <333
BOOK 3 HAS BEEN ANNOUNCED OMG LAUREN ROBERTS I LOVE YOU
OH MY GOD I GET TO MEET LAUREN ROBERTS TOMORROW ???!??!!! ITS COME UP SO FAST
I’m about to do the sick-est eye makeup ever oh my god
AND WE ARE OFF FOR OUR HOUR DRIVE TO MEET LAUREN ROBERTS !!!!
Just finished the meet and greet with Lauren …. And I think I need 3-5 business days to recover ..
This woman is the nicest and sweetest person ever
Meeting Lauren Roberts has to be one of the highlights of my year …
“Under different circumstances I promise you im much more fun tied up.”
Kai Azer …. Please explain more … maybe give details
Lauren. Roberts. How am I supposed to wait until next year for Fearless when you drop things like this …
What am I supposed to do ??? Cause I am not acting normally to this
Gf who kills ppl and bf who buries them.
ships where the human is scarier and more intimidating than their super powerful lover who could crush the world in the palms of their hand, my beloved
Ways to Disappear
In the dark
Down a stairwell
Through the doorway
Gone west
With a new wish
In daylight
Down the sidewalk
In a wool coat
In a white dress
Without a name
Without asking
On your knees
On your stomach
Gone silent
In the backseat
In the courtroom
In a cage
In the desert
In the park
Gone swimming
On the shortest night
At the bottom of the lake
In pieces
In pictures
Without meaning
Without a face
Seeking refuge
In a new land
Gone still
In the heart
With your head bowed
In deference
In sickness
In surrender
With your hands up
On the sidewalk
In the daylight
In the dark
Poem by. Camille Rankine
If a Nobody can have tu dyks, why can’t I have three? With maybe a little light rimming first?
