Erin Rose

  ... I can't do this.... ~ Erin Rose 🖤

  "I guess it was just a dream because now I don't see you at all." ~ Erin Rose 🖤

..I probably am. ~ Erin Rose 🖤

  ... she circled him, too ... ~ Erin Rose 🖤

  ....like some silly little nickname... ~ Erin Rose 🖤

  "If I could have made those nights last a thousand nights more, I would have fought for you a little harder." ~ Erin Rose 🖤

  "The waves came crashing in with a force so powerful that neither of them could catch their breath." ~Erin Rose 🖤

  My Dear Raven...... My original words.....  See the original post for the story behind these words.

  "She caught his glance....He was more awake than ever." ~ Erin Rose 🖤

NARRATOPHILLA: A fetish for dirty talk, sex stories, or having conversations about sex. 🖤

"Fuck you and your damn 'good girl' shit," she wanted to yell at him. ~Erin Rose

the scent... her breath...quickens. Nose. Twitches. Heartbeat. Rapid. I'm sure we've met, haven't we? Another time. Another space. I would recognize that scent anywhere. ~Erin Rose. 🖤

Sometimes we lose people just to find them again. Sometimes the second time just makes more sense. Honestly, that timing in life has a lot to do with everything. Sometimes, you just aren't ready for each other yet, and that's okay. Now you are. Make it magical, make it amazing, and appreciate every moment. ~ Erin Rose 🖤

'I see you.' He would say to her. Damn right you do. 😉 ~ Erin Rose 🖤

She folded up that letter as tears streamed down her face, wondering how she managed to keep it's pages dry. She must have read that letter a 1000 times and each time it was like she had never read them before. ~ Erin Rose 🖤

It's your story. You're free to yell "Plot Twist" whenever you want. ~Erin Rose 🖤

"F*ck you and your damn 'good girl' shit," she wanted to yell at him. ~Erin Rose 🖤

"...the only glare to ever pierce into the depths of my soul so deep I stuttered my own name ..."" ~Erin Rose. 🖤

 It’s a word I’ve heard a million times before but it never held meaning until Him. Words. Words I had written about him before. Those. Those have always had meaning, but nothing like the ones I am about to crank out now.  ~ Erin Rose 🖤

It's your story. You're free to yell "Plot Twist" whenever you want. ~Erin Rose 🖤

“He never called me by my name. That was too easy, too simple & there was nothing simple about him. ~Erin Rose 🖤

I'll leave breadcrumbs and hope you follow. ~ Erin Rose 🖤

"Everything came out of nowhere. The beat dropped and she couldn't look away. She was hooked. Thud thump. Thud thump." ~ Erin Rose

“Was it worth it?” He asked, the ice clinking against his glass. She paused a moment before replying “Was what worth it?” “Opening that door again.” His voice rasped as he took another sip. “Having that door opened knowing that any moment Pandora’s Box was going to bring you to your knees.” ~ Erin Rose

Page 1: Dedications To anyone who thinks I am writing about them, I might be. ~ Erin Rose

I'm currently holding at 14,145 words. Still not done but I've hit that wall of not knowing where to go/where I should go with a few scenes...SOOOOOOOOO .. it's time for me to walk away for a bit and hand it over to my editor to work her magic.  So thankful for this woman who has been at my side for 13 years. She knows my voice. She knows my style. She knows how I write. And she knows what to do when I get stuck.... cheers to breaking the 4-year publishing block. Cheers to breaking through some massive writer's block while I'm at it.

“Just let me be sad,” she told him. “Just let me process and then I’ll be okay. Can’t you just let me do that?” She crossed the room and stared blankly out the window as the raindrops pelted against the pane. ~ Erin Rose

"And today, today of all days is the day I hate it to my core, to the bottomless depths of my soul." ~Erin Rose 🖤

At that moment the voices in my head fell silent as one word fumbled past my lips. “F*ck.” “~ Erin Rose

"That rawness that makes your skin crawl if its not unleashed. That itch that needs to be scratched but you can't quite reach it."..... Do you understand? ~ Erin Rose

As of signing off last night the 'script was sitting at 8500 words. EIGHT THOUSAND FIVE HUNDRED words... in FOUR days... shew..I can't remember the last time I cranked out words like that.....wait..yes, I can... dammit... anywho.... Happy Saturday you guys......