Even if you don't sleep, sometimes all you need is a lullaby.
There are a number of things that suits her and red is not one of them.
He will live, in my memories.
First impressions matter but that doesn't mean that they hinder blooming critters.
She was never a fan of basketball.
-A Hexyz Force fanfiction- She was of the Forbidden Art and he was of the earth-splitting axe. Both Clearly unattended to, but have a story within the lines of the murals.
Aftermath of "You are everything to me": She wakes up with wounds that grow deeper and deeper with betrayal and loss.
Reunions and troubles where they started to have trouble. Anna Lemouri and Roxis Rosenkrantz
It restores the entire party's HP, but the user's HP turns to 1.
Shock of white, and blood, and nightly activities make her that radiant to him.
"...She is afraid of me because I am an unknown variable to her."
It's just another day for me. And then this couple shows a super cool display of deadliness and...ugh!... affection.
...she once loved him—from the flowers of spring to the leaves of fall.
The problem in being patched up is that it makes one think that it's whole.
I never forgave her. . . I had my revenge — but that is another story.
How both of them are inevitably connected, one way or another.
A days isn't just complete without her to pester him around. (A sequel of sorts to Delightify)