Four Days

Love is not a shining star. Love is not the warm glow of the sun. Love is a river. Sometimes it’s shallow and other times a mile deep. It flows toward some and away from others. It’s rocky, slippery, and you can drown in it if you’re not careful. It creates ripples in the lives around us, and all we can hope for is to be a part of that river, no matter where it leads or how short the journey may be.

I used to think love was like falling into a swimming pool, but maybe it was as delicate and slow building as a drizzle that turned into a heavy rain.

Tears are not just for children. My mother once told me that a soul is a river and that the spirits give us teardrops when we have converged with another life. We overflow with them because our spirits become wider and deeper than before. Those who lack love or compassion will not be given the gift of tears.

Sometimes ordinary people are destined for extraordinary lives.

Only trees are rooted in land, and there they stay. You should know this, great oak. But a man whose heart is rooted in family finds a home wherever his pack is, and he is truly the free man.

A free spirit is like the wind and can never be caught. But in four days, one man captured my heart.

Hold me like you would grains of sand, and remember how it takes so little for me to slip through your fingers. I've been through so much pain in my life, and I'm careful with my heart.

He loves the rough men in the romance novels. The mysterious guys with all the swagger.” Trevor’s cheeks flushed. “Men like that don’t exist,” Denver said matter-of-factly. “Women write those books because they don’t want to deal with the reality that their hero has dirty laundry, belches, and doesn’t worship the ground they walk on.

Actions speak louder than words, and nothing but honey drips from your mouth.

If anyone uses my decision as a measure for how much or how little I love my son, then that’s a person I don’t want to know. This is harder than you can imagine, but I’m at peace. This was not a life I was meant to have. Fate stepped in, and he’s right where he needs to be. There’s a greater purpose for my son, and someday I’ll be witness to the remarkable man he becomes. He has more than I could have given him, and what a blessing for that childless couple.

We can’t heal forever. It was her time, and I miss her so much. But I can still hear her singing in the wind,” I said, rising to my feet. “Sometimes when the sun warms my skin, I feel her love. She’s a part of everything now, so she’s always with me.

The moon was a deceptive spirit—stealing the light from the sun and mirroring it back at us. My mother had once told me never to trust a person who is like the moon. They don’t shine from within but require the light of others to make them look good.

Everyone was dangerous, and a weapon didn’t make someone more deadly than the next.

She said that Thunder and Lightning were two spirit brothers who lived in the heavens. Lightning was the quiet one who was bright and quick, while Thunder did nothing but growl and frighten people.” I

She shook her head. “I guess I’m just not as badass as you.” I smiled. “Nobody expects you to be. Reno is all the badass a woman could ask for.

There is something pure and honest in the way a man treats a woman when he thinks she isn’t aware. It shows the kind of man he truly is.

Love makes a man more loyal than fear. If you were mortally wounded and lying on the ground with enemies surrounding you and all was lost, how many of your men would risk their lives to die by your side? If they only gain respect out of fear, then why should they care if you die? But if they respect you out of love, then that wolf will lay down his life for you. If you don’t love something, then it can be easily replaced, like your car.

Bring your lips closer until they’re touching mine.” When I did, the heat was electric. “Can you feel that?” he asked, moving his lips from one corner of my mouth to the other. “That’s the chemistry between man and woman. It doesn’t need to be forced. You shouldn’t overthink what to do with your mouth or tongue—give in to your instincts.