Hello All! These are just a few of my favorite lines that I shared in June. Most are from Pup Games, some are from other WIPS. Of course, a number have been altered already, or were cut from larger lines so they might not appear the same in their story :)

He whispered a wind to life inside of me, a whirlwind, a hurricane of lust and need. #Thurds

— Emmi Lawrence (@EmmiLawrence) June 1, 2017

 

I should have known better. Should have paid closer attention to the frayed hope that had been growing without my knowledge. #SunWIP

— Emmi Lawrence (@EmmiLawrence) June 4, 2017

 

His death helped me discover who truly mattered and who hid monsters under fake smiles. A steep cost for such a lesson. #2BitTues #TerraTues

— Emmi Lawrence (@EmmiLawrence) June 6, 2017

 

His expression went soft, possibly in pity, hopefully only in empathy, but who was to say they weren’t intertwined. #1lineWed

— Emmi Lawrence (@EmmiLawrence) June 7, 2017

 

Seaweed gathered where the tide retreated, hiding glass risen from an ancient landfill existing before the oceans rose. #TalesNoir

— Emmi Lawrence (@EmmiLawrence) June 7, 2017

 

I feel as if I live in a dream where passing fancy becomes reality, where hope walks around with a vocabulary larger than my own. #Thurstale

— Emmi Lawrence (@EmmiLawrence) June 8, 2017

 

A quiet ocean of thoughts all lurked beneath the surface, yet I didn’t dare dive beneath the waves. #SlapDashSat #Sharewrit

— Emmi Lawrence (@EmmiLawrence) June 10, 2017

 

He gave no promise, too scared of words capable of relinquishing control of some future action. #SlapDashSat #ShareWrit

— Emmi Lawrence (@EmmiLawrence) July 1, 2017

 

My pack went quiet within my mind, all thoughts fading, their presence teasing on the edges of my awareness. #scififri #Fri1st

— Emmi Lawrence (@EmmiLawrence) June 30, 2017

 

In the evenings we’d dangle our toes off the pier like offerings to the giant crabs. Played to see who lost their nerve first. #TalesNoir

— Emmi Lawrence (@EmmiLawrence) June 28, 2017

 

We kept no secrets, bore no lies, though at times it could be difficult to tell which thought belonged to whom. #2bittues

— Emmi Lawrence (@EmmiLawrence) June 27, 2017

 

He hadn’t gotten there by luck or talent. He’d succeeded by the very fact that he simply refused to lose. #SlapDashSat #ShareWrit

— Emmi Lawrence (@EmmiLawrence) June 24, 2017

 

I decided, despite my wondering, that the answer didn’t matter, since ultimately I’d received what I wanted. #bookishtues

— Emmi Lawrence (@EmmiLawrence) June 13, 2017