Not all girls are made of sugar and spice and all things nice. Some are made of witchcraft and wolf and a little bit of vice.
NIKITA GILLNot all girls are made of sugar and spice and all things nice. Some are made of witchcraft and wolf and a little bit of vice.
NIKITA GILLYou are a dangerous collection of all my favorite things. An old soul, a heart of gold, and hands that make my body sing.
NIKITA GILLNothing makes her want to be less adventurous or give up her eternal search for something to quench her wanderlust.
NIKITA GILLAnd they didn’t spend years painting your soul into masterpiece-like existence for you to waste it on someone who doesn’t appreciate you.
NIKITA GILLHeroes are never born fearless. They become heroes by facing their fears, by meeting them head on and saying, ‘You do not control me, or own me anymore.
NIKITA GILLA war is still a war even if it is inside your head, did you know this?
NIKITA GILLIt’s how I learn there are a multitude of ways to say I love you. For so many you don’t have to use words at all.
NIKITA GILLSometimes you are going to miss a person who was an almost to you. And feel sad because there is no name for that feeling. You just feel it in a way that makes you tired to your very bones.
NIKITA GILLYou must understand: they fear you. There is nothing scarier in their minds than a girl who knows the power of her flames.
NIKITA GILLEvery time a man takes from a woman’s body without her permission, he is disrespecting the womb from which he was born, he is defiling the place that protected him when he was at his most defenseless.
NIKITA GILLDoes a heart that is rotted cease to be called a heart?
NIKITA GILLThere is a lightening in our bones and wildfire in our spirits and we will find a way despite it all to survive and thrive.
NIKITA GILLI hope our daughters are born with so much fire in their souls, they could put volcanoes and stars to shame.
NIKITA GILLShe’s a woman in love and is loved in return. That is a powerful thing.
NIKITA GILLThere is a difference between holy and pure. Holy is also the way the anger boils inside our throats.
NIKITA GILLMy darling, he is just a boy. How can he possibly begin to appreciate the constellations you leave in your wake, or the stardust in your bones, when he has yet to realize just what it means to be in love with a girl like you?
NIKITA GILL