To yelena123- Yes, I have received all of your reviews. Here is the update in response to your reviews ;)
Also, to others, the reason I've been holding off on the Rowaelin is because one shot (not including the Twelve Days of Rowaelin) #50 is coming soon! This is currently one shot #49... So it might be a while until I post it.
Also, I took a quote from Scarlet, by Marissa Meyer, and altered it just a bit, because when I reread the book (in anticipation of finally reading Winter, the final book of the series) and saw this quote, I couldn't help but think of Dorian and Manon. I do not own this quote... No copyright intended (you can never be too safe)...
Dorian and Manon(Yes, this was requested :) )
Manon scowled at me, waving me off as I leaned in closer to her face to examine her remarkable eyes. I rolled my eyes, pulling her closer to me. She raised an eyebrow at me, but didn't pull away.
A grin filled my face. "We're having another moment, aren't we?"
"If by a moment, you mean me not wanting to strangle you for the first time in three days, then I guess we are." My grin widened.
"Oh come on, I know that you like me." She raised an eyebrow at me, giving me an annoyed look- But didn't deny it. I took this as a queue to continue. "And you know I like you, as well."
Manon glared at me. "Don't think I haven't heard the rumors here. My sources tell me that you've bedded many women. I'm not letting you add me to that number." I flinched back, remembering how I was back then. But that was before the Wyrdkey collar. I pushed that thought to the back of my mind, regaining my composure and pushing forward with Manon.
"So you like me enough to have your thirteen spying on me and looking into my past? How flattering." I said with careful, studied nonchalance.
Manon bristled at this, and I sighed, sensing that she was about to stand up and leave. I relaxed into the overstuffed couch. I ran a hand over my face, showing all of the raw emotion that I'd been pushing down for the past week. I felt Manon pause. I kept my eyes down as I said the words I'd been keeping in for so long.
"I've realized that the more you hide your feelings from someone, the more you fall for them. I love you, Manon. I know that you think that you know this already, but you don't know- You don't know that I lay in bed all night, thinking about you. I've been unable to fall asleep, and I can't seem to get you out of my mind. No matter what I'm thinking of, my thoughts always return to you. In all the world, there is no heart for me like yours. In all the world, there is no love for you like mine." I bit my lip, raising my head and looking Manon in the eyes. "I confess this. I want you to be the last one."
Manon looked at me, hard. I was worried that I had come on to strong, that I should've just kept it all to myself. Then, she reached over the couch and grabbed my by my hair, yanking my head over and
kissing me.
I kissed back, hard, grabbing a handful of the fabric on her back and pushing her closer to me, if that was even possible. We could barely pull away from each other, gasping for air, before the other yanked the other back in. I don't know how long we continued like that.
We were lost in each other, the lines blurring from where I ended and she began.
Another short one shot. I'm sorry! But don't worry- One Shot #50 will be big. I promise.
