Ronja Gerthsson > Recent Status Updates

”I love tou.0 the words tubled from my mouth without preamble or thought.
…..
”I love you,” he said, keeping his eyes locked on mine.
”Really?” It was almost too much to hope, to have that kind of hapiness.
”I’ve loved you since the beginning. Nice to know you caught up.”

Broody Beckett, I adore.
Protective, playful Beckett, I loved.
But that Beckett who winked and kissed my palm? Yeah, I was lucky I hadn’t spontaeously combusted and burned down my business.

Nej men alltså denna mannen!! 👩‍🎓👸🏼❤️

He looked up at me, blocking the sun with a hand, and then glanced around to the other parents walking back ti their cars. ”Is this what it feels like?” He whispered so quietly that I leand down. ”What it feels like?” I asked.
”Having a dad?” He tilted his head slightly.

”I’ll show up for you. For Colt. For Maisie. I will not walk away. I will not abandon you. I will not die.” His words hit me smack in my heart with the force of a ton of bricks. ”I will show up, and if you don’t believe me now, that’s okey. I’ll earn it.”

Ada tilted her head. ”It’s funny…”
”What?”
”She looks like such a docile little thing. You’d never guessshe’d be capable of ripoing someone apart.”
”She’s like any orher woman in that regard, ma’am.”

🐶😂

”Your heart,” he said, frowning. He shook his head. ”It does not only belonge to you.”

Denna twisten såg jag inte framför mig 😳

”Look at me, Heart. I want to watch you come undone.”

”If anyone makes a move to harm you, I eill ruin them and their entire realm.”
- Grim

”Grim…”, she said, voice unsteady. ”What’s wrong with me?” A ruler born without power was an oyster without its perls.
Grim’s eyes flashed with anger. ”Nothing, absolutely nothing, is wrong with you, heart,” he said.

”I’m not a danger to you, Isla,” he said, voice firm. Eyes clear. ”I would never hurt you. Or divulge your secret.”
”Why?”
”Because we’re monsters, Hearteater,” he said. ”Or, at least, that’s what they think. His grin widended. ”And monsters stick together.”

”I’m not sure what I enkoy more. Seeing the way you grip a sword…or the way your dress grips you”
”And I don’t know what I enjoy more. Replaying the image of my sword against your throat…or thinking about how your heart might look on my plate.”
Grims dark eyes flashed with amusement. ”Careful, Hearteater,” he whispered, towering over her, standing far too close. ”I might just give it to you”

She was panting, right in his face. He was looking at her like he hadn’t even seen her before.
”Everyone seems to forget,” she said, not breaking his gaze, even though it meant tilting her head. They were both panting, their chests flushed with every breath. ”That Wildlings are, above all, warriors.”

”Don’t worry,” a deep voice said mockingly at her side. ”I don’t have any adoring fans either.”
Isla didn’t mert his gaze, though she felt his eyes all over her. It was unnerving. Her skin felt inexplicably electric. ”I’m sure you get more than enough attention back home.”
”I do,” he admitted. ”Yet, I’m left…unsatisfied.”
- Grim

Besides Indy, we’re a bunch of transplants from other places who found a home in the windy city…and with each other. I’ll speak for all ten of us when I say, there’s nowhere else we’d rather be.”

Sååå fint slut och Liz kunde inte ha gjort det bättre ❤️

❤️

”That was adorable, you two!”” Wren shouts from somewhere inside. ”But if you’re going to finally fuck, can you do it at Rio’s house? I need to study.”

😂😂