Jamison "Jam" Rivera - Revision history

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			Guitarist for [[Twisted Temper]].

	== Description ==		== Description ==

	~~'''~~Character~~:'''~~		==== Character ====

	The overbearing guitarist of [[Twisted Temper]] is known for his severe tongue and dark humour. As the unofficial leader of the pack, Jamison “Jam” Rivera starred as the unlikely hero of the [[Twelve Months (book)]] series. In part one of the trilogy, he was instantly perceived as a woman loving, short tempered egocentric whose knee-jerk reactions, more than once, landed him in trouble. Book one was based around his struggle with his feelings and control issues for the heroine, Sylvie Embers. Book two, [[Twelve Months: Reprieve (book)]] brought a whole new, darker stack of problems for the guitarist. With his obsessive love for Sylvie at an all-time high, new hurdles had to be faced and old habits died hard. With the release of book 3 [[Twelve Months: Broken Chord (book)]], there was an emergence of a more mature Jamison as he battled to get his ‘ever after.’		The overbearing guitarist of [[Twisted Temper]] is known for his severe tongue and dark humour. As the unofficial leader of the pack, Jamison “Jam” Rivera starred as the unlikely hero of the [[Twelve Months (book)]] series. In part one of the trilogy, he was instantly perceived as a woman loving, short tempered egocentric whose knee-jerk reactions, more than once, landed him in trouble. Book one was based around his struggle with his feelings and control issues for the heroine, Sylvie Embers. Book two, [[Twelve Months: Reprieve (book)]] brought a whole new, darker stack of problems for the guitarist. With his obsessive love for Sylvie at an all-time high, new hurdles had to be faced and old habits died hard. With the release of book 3 [[Twelve Months: Broken Chord (book)]], there was an emergence of a more mature Jamison as he battled to get his ‘ever after.’

	~~'''~~Physical appearance~~:'''~~		==== Physical appearance ====

	Jamison is best known for his dark looks and intimidating façade, thanks to his love of grungy, black clothing, tall stature, and dark hair. With the addition of the multitude of wristbands that line his wrist and the metal rings that adorn his fingers, Rivera became an instant favourite amongst readers. There are several references throughout the series to his obsidian regard. In R. Gadd’s upcoming release, Glorified Soul, the main protagonist best describes Jamison’s eyes:		Jamison is best known for his dark looks and intimidating façade, thanks to his love of grungy, black clothing, tall stature, and dark hair. With the addition of the multitude of wristbands that line his wrist and the metal rings that adorn his fingers, Rivera became an instant favourite amongst readers. There are several references throughout the series to his obsidian regard. In R. Gadd’s upcoming release, Glorified Soul, the main protagonist best describes Jamison’s eyes:
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	''“If it wasn’t for the constant patterns of blacks and browns swirling through his eyeballs, I’d consider him dead inside. He didn’t need to show more, I guess; his eyes always did the talking. They were a Pandora’s box that elicited discomfort, elation, lust, perplexity, and dread in others. His disposition was always guarded because his eyes were the judges. Anybody who dared know where they stood with Jamison Noah Rivera merely had to glance into them.”		''“If it wasn’t for the constant patterns of blacks and browns swirling through his eyeballs, I’d consider him dead inside. He didn’t need to show more, I guess; his eyes always did the talking. They were a Pandora’s box that elicited discomfort, elation, lust, perplexity, and dread in others. His disposition was always guarded because his eyes were the judges. Anybody who dared know where they stood with Jamison Noah Rivera merely had to glance into them.”

	Notable tattoos/piercings:		'''Notable tattoos/piercings:'''

	Jamison is best known for his two bird tattoos: the black artwork on his chest, and the more colourful additon inked on his back. In book one, we discover he was fruitlessly hiding a tattoo of a black phoenix that spanned the length of the left side of his torso:		Jamison is best known for his two bird tattoos: the black artwork on his chest, and the more colourful additon inked on his back. In book one, we discover he was fruitlessly hiding a tattoo of a black phoenix that spanned the length of the left side of his torso:
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	''“Color—masses of it, hit my retinas like a rainbow blowing apart at the seams. Everything burning into my gaze blasted through me in an assault of beauty and vibrancy. His back, the back that once housed a wing and foot of an onyx phoenix was now a pallet of purples, silvers, greens, and yellows. My phoenix wasn’t the only bird now inked deep into the skin of the man I loved. He had a mate now… a blindingly vivid accession that flew with him, or from him depending on how you looked at it. Spanning from his shoulder, stretching down his spine, all the way down to his lower back laid the most exquisite bird I’d ever seen. It was a solid burst of love and light in contrast to his dark and fierce phoenix. The bird’s head rested contently on Jamison’s shoulder as the slender body swept down his spine in an infusion of greens, purples and yellows. A silver and violet wing stretched to the phoenix’s wing on Jamison’s other shoulder, touching each other at the tips. My eyes traveled down the body, and I choked on the saliva stuck in my throat. Connecting the feet of the two birds was a braid made up of italic words, the same words he once uttered to me—Vous pour la vie, Sylvie. They were what held these two birds together as they tried to fly away in different directions.”''		''“Color—masses of it, hit my retinas like a rainbow blowing apart at the seams. Everything burning into my gaze blasted through me in an assault of beauty and vibrancy. His back, the back that once housed a wing and foot of an onyx phoenix was now a pallet of purples, silvers, greens, and yellows. My phoenix wasn’t the only bird now inked deep into the skin of the man I loved. He had a mate now… a blindingly vivid accession that flew with him, or from him depending on how you looked at it. Spanning from his shoulder, stretching down his spine, all the way down to his lower back laid the most exquisite bird I’d ever seen. It was a solid burst of love and light in contrast to his dark and fierce phoenix. The bird’s head rested contently on Jamison’s shoulder as the slender body swept down his spine in an infusion of greens, purples and yellows. A silver and violet wing stretched to the phoenix’s wing on Jamison’s other shoulder, touching each other at the tips. My eyes traveled down the body, and I choked on the saliva stuck in my throat. Connecting the feet of the two birds was a braid made up of italic words, the same words he once uttered to me—Vous pour la vie, Sylvie. They were what held these two birds together as they tried to fly away in different directions.”''


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	'''Excerpt from [[Twelve Months: Reprieve (book)]]'''		'''Excerpt from [[Twelve Months: Reprieve (book)]]'''
	*''“Vous pour la vie, Sylvie.”		*''“Vous pour la vie, Sylvie.”



	'''Excerpt from [[Twelve Months: Broken Chord (book)]]'''		'''Excerpt from [[Twelve Months: Broken Chord (book)]]'''
	*''“Motherfucking love—humans were stupid with that shit. Almost like we were never equipped to deal with the force of that ass-blasting minefield. The raw, blunt, pull your flesh from your body kind of pleasure-pain it elicited was obsessive, made us maniacs for a fix. It surged, it left you with little choice, it was overbearing, and I was certainly never ready for it. Hell, I’d proved that over a year ago. But, I also now knew the barren wasteland you would become when it departed. I knew that shit from A-Z. By some miracle, she was here now, in my arms, and the vacant was suddenly occupied, the meaningless had purpose again. Yeah, the girl wanted to be friends—a word I hated more and more with each passing moment. But I was going to give her that, I was going to give her every damn thing she wanted. If I spent the rest of my life being her friend, being the guy that she ran to when some other shit for brains broke her heart, and they would because she would always, deep down, belong to me, then so be it. Moments like this made the heartache of seeing her with someone else worth it. To hold her, to let her know I was hers. To trade her despair with solace and reliability—that was my guarantee to her. Truth and motherfucking Amen to that.”		*''“Motherfucking love—humans were stupid with that shit. Almost like we were never equipped to deal with the force of that ass-blasting minefield. The raw, blunt, pull your flesh from your body kind of pleasure-pain it elicited was obsessive, made us maniacs for a fix. It surged, it left you with little choice, it was overbearing, and I was certainly never ready for it. Hell, I’d proved that over a year ago. But, I also now knew the barren wasteland you would become when it departed. I knew that shit from A-Z. By some miracle, she was here now, in my arms, and the vacant was suddenly occupied, the meaningless had purpose again. Yeah, the girl wanted to be friends—a word I hated more and more with each passing moment. But I was going to give her that, I was going to give her every damn thing she wanted. If I spent the rest of my life being her friend, being the guy that she ran to when some other shit for brains broke her heart, and they would because she would always, deep down, belong to me, then so be it. Moments like this made the heartache of seeing her with someone else worth it. To hold her, to let her know I was hers. To trade her despair with solace and reliability—that was my guarantee to her. Truth and motherfucking Amen to that.”


	'''Excerpt from [[Twelve Months: Reprieve (book)]]'''		'''Excerpt from [[Twelve Months: Reprieve (book)]]'''
	*''“I’m in love with you, not just for a little while, for keeps… Until I die of some nasty respiratory disease from the years of abuse I’ve put my lungs through. In fact, I’ll probably still love you even when I’m nothing more than gray powder sitting in a garish urn on your mantelpiece. I’ll haunt the shit out of you in this life and the next because you’re who I’m gonna want to be with… ad infinitum.”''		*''“I’m in love with you, not just for a little while, for keeps… Until I die of some nasty respiratory disease from the years of abuse I’ve put my lungs through. In fact, I’ll probably still love you even when I’m nothing more than gray powder sitting in a garish urn on your mantelpiece. I’ll haunt the shit out of you in this life and the next because you’re who I’m gonna want to be with… ad infinitum.”''
	~~''''~~

	== Headliner ==		== Books ==
			==== Headliner ====
	* [[Twelve Months (book)]]		* [[Twelve Months (book)]]
	* [[Twelve Months: Reprieve (book)]]		* [[Twelve Months: Reprieve (book)]]
	* [[Twelve Months: Broken Chord (book)]]		* [[Twelve Months: Broken Chord (book)]]

	== Major Appearances ==		==== Major Appearances ====
	*N/A		*N/A

	== Minor Appearances ==		==== Minor Appearances ====
	*N/A		*N/A

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	== Description ==		== Description ==

	~~[[Jamison "Jam" Rivera]] is the lead guitarist of the fictional band, [[Twisted Temper]]. His character can be found in the books [[Twelve Months (book)]], [[Twelve Months~~: ~~Reprieve (book)]], and [[Twelve Months: Broken Chord (book)]].~~		'''Character:'''




	~~== Character ==~~

	The overbearing guitarist of [[Twisted Temper]] is known for his severe tongue and dark humour. As the unofficial leader of the pack, Jamison “Jam” Rivera starred as the unlikely hero of the [[Twelve Months (book)]] series. In part one of the trilogy, he was instantly perceived as a woman loving, short tempered egocentric whose knee-jerk reactions, more than once, landed him in trouble. Book one was based around his struggle with his feelings and control issues for the heroine, Sylvie Embers. Book two, [[Twelve Months: Reprieve (book)]] brought a whole new, darker stack of problems for the guitarist. With his obsessive love for Sylvie at an all-time high, new hurdles had to be faced and old habits died hard. With the release of book 3 [[Twelve Months: Broken Chord (book)]], there was an emergence of a more mature Jamison as he battled to get his ‘ever after.’		The overbearing guitarist of [[Twisted Temper]] is known for his severe tongue and dark humour. As the unofficial leader of the pack, Jamison “Jam” Rivera starred as the unlikely hero of the [[Twelve Months (book)]] series. In part one of the trilogy, he was instantly perceived as a woman loving, short tempered egocentric whose knee-jerk reactions, more than once, landed him in trouble. Book one was based around his struggle with his feelings and control issues for the heroine, Sylvie Embers. Book two, [[Twelve Months: Reprieve (book)]] brought a whole new, darker stack of problems for the guitarist. With his obsessive love for Sylvie at an all-time high, new hurdles had to be faced and old habits died hard. With the release of book 3 [[Twelve Months: Broken Chord (book)]], there was an emergence of a more mature Jamison as he battled to get his ‘ever after.’

			'''Physical appearance:'''

	== Physical appearance ==

	Jamison is best known for his dark looks and intimidating façade, thanks to his love of grungy, black clothing, tall stature, and dark hair. With the addition of the multitude of wristbands that line his wrist and the metal rings that adorn his fingers, Rivera became an instant favourite amongst readers. There are several references throughout the series to his obsidian regard. In R. Gadd’s upcoming release, Glorified Soul, the main protagonist best describes Jamison’s eyes:		Jamison is best known for his dark looks and intimidating façade, thanks to his love of grungy, black clothing, tall stature, and dark hair. With the addition of the multitude of wristbands that line his wrist and the metal rings that adorn his fingers, Rivera became an instant favourite amongst readers. There are several references throughout the series to his obsidian regard. In R. Gadd’s upcoming release, Glorified Soul, the main protagonist best describes Jamison’s eyes:
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	''“If it wasn’t for the constant patterns of blacks and browns swirling through his eyeballs, I’d consider him dead inside. He didn’t need to show more, I guess; his eyes always did the talking. They were a Pandora’s box that elicited discomfort, elation, lust, perplexity, and dread in others. His disposition was always guarded because his eyes were the judges. Anybody who dared know where they stood with Jamison Noah Rivera merely had to glance into them.”		''“If it wasn’t for the constant patterns of blacks and browns swirling through his eyeballs, I’d consider him dead inside. He didn’t need to show more, I guess; his eyes always did the talking. They were a Pandora’s box that elicited discomfort, elation, lust, perplexity, and dread in others. His disposition was always guarded because his eyes were the judges. Anybody who dared know where they stood with Jamison Noah Rivera merely had to glance into them.”

	== Notable tattoos/piercings ==		Notable tattoos/piercings:

	Jamison is best known for his two bird tattoos: the black artwork on his chest, and the more colourful additon inked on his back. In book one, we discover he was fruitlessly hiding a tattoo of a black phoenix that spanned the length of the left side of his torso:		Jamison is best known for his two bird tattoos: the black artwork on his chest, and the more colourful additon inked on his back. In book one, we discover he was fruitlessly hiding a tattoo of a black phoenix that spanned the length of the left side of his torso:

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Notable quotes

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	''“Vous pour la vie, Sylvie.”		'''Excerpt from [[Twelve Months: Reprieve (book)]]'''
			*''“Vous pour la vie, Sylvie.”


	''“Motherfucking love—humans were stupid with that shit. Almost like we were never equipped to deal with the force of that ass-blasting minefield. The raw, blunt, pull your flesh from your body kind of pleasure-pain it elicited was obsessive, made us maniacs for a fix. It surged, it left you with little choice, it was overbearing, and I was certainly never ready for it. Hell, I’d proved that over a year ago. But, I also now knew the barren wasteland you would become when it departed. I knew that shit from A-Z. By some miracle, she was here now, in my arms, and the vacant was suddenly occupied, the meaningless had purpose again. Yeah, the girl wanted to be friends—a word I hated more and more with each passing moment. But I was going to give her that, I was going to give her every damn thing she wanted. If I spent the rest of my life being her friend, being the guy that she ran to when some other shit for brains broke her heart, and they would because she would always, deep down, belong to me, then so be it. Moments like this made the heartache of seeing her with someone else worth it. To hold her, to let her know I was hers. To trade her despair with solace and reliability—that was my guarantee to her. Truth and motherfucking Amen to that.”

			'''Excerpt from [[Twelve Months: Broken Chord (book)]]'''
			*''“Motherfucking love—humans were stupid with that shit. Almost like we were never equipped to deal with the force of that ass-blasting minefield. The raw, blunt, pull your flesh from your body kind of pleasure-pain it elicited was obsessive, made us maniacs for a fix. It surged, it left you with little choice, it was overbearing, and I was certainly never ready for it. Hell, I’d proved that over a year ago. But, I also now knew the barren wasteland you would become when it departed. I knew that shit from A-Z. By some miracle, she was here now, in my arms, and the vacant was suddenly occupied, the meaningless had purpose again. Yeah, the girl wanted to be friends—a word I hated more and more with each passing moment. But I was going to give her that, I was going to give her every damn thing she wanted. If I spent the rest of my life being her friend, being the guy that she ran to when some other shit for brains broke her heart, and they would because she would always, deep down, belong to me, then so be it. Moments like this made the heartache of seeing her with someone else worth it. To hold her, to let her know I was hers. To trade her despair with solace and reliability—that was my guarantee to her. Truth and motherfucking Amen to that.”

	''“I’m in love with you, not just for a little while, for keeps… Until I die of some nasty respiratory disease from the years of abuse I’ve put my lungs through. In fact, I’ll probably still love you even when I’m nothing more than gray powder sitting in a garish urn on your mantelpiece. I’ll haunt the shit out of you in this life and the next because you’re who I’m gonna want to be with… ad infinitum.”''
			'''Excerpt from [[Twelve Months: Reprieve (book)]]'''
			*''“I’m in love with you, not just for a little while, for keeps… Until I die of some nasty respiratory disease from the years of abuse I’ve put my lungs through. In fact, I’ll probably still love you even when I’m nothing more than gray powder sitting in a garish urn on your mantelpiece. I’ll haunt the shit out of you in this life and the next because you’re who I’m gonna want to be with… ad infinitum.”''
	''''		''''

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Romantic Relationships

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	== Romantic Relationships ==		== Romantic Relationships ==
	~~'''Love interests:'''~~
	*Sylvie Eloise Embers		*Sylvie Eloise Embers
	*Samara Kendrick		*Samara Kendrick
	*Dee West		*Dee West


	== Notable quotes ==		== Notable quotes ==

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	== Physical appearance: ==		== Physical appearance ==

	Jamison is best known for his dark looks and intimidating façade, thanks to his love of grungy, black clothing, tall stature, and dark hair. With the addition of the multitude of wristbands that line his wrist and the metal rings that adorn his fingers, Rivera became an instant favourite amongst readers. There are several references throughout the series to his obsidian regard. In R. Gadd’s upcoming release, Glorified Soul, the main protagonist best describes Jamison’s eyes:		Jamison is best known for his dark looks and intimidating façade, thanks to his love of grungy, black clothing, tall stature, and dark hair. With the addition of the multitude of wristbands that line his wrist and the metal rings that adorn his fingers, Rivera became an instant favourite amongst readers. There are several references throughout the series to his obsidian regard. In R. Gadd’s upcoming release, Glorified Soul, the main protagonist best describes Jamison’s eyes:

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	== ~~Appearance~~: ==		== Physical appearance: ==

	Jamison is best known for his dark looks and intimidating façade, thanks to his love of grungy, black clothing, tall stature, and dark hair. With the addition of the multitude of wristbands that line his wrist and the metal rings that adorn his fingers, Rivera became an instant favourite amongst readers. There are several references throughout the series to his obsidian regard. In R. Gadd’s upcoming release, Glorified Soul, the main protagonist best describes Jamison’s eyes:		Jamison is best known for his dark looks and intimidating façade, thanks to his love of grungy, black clothing, tall stature, and dark hair. With the addition of the multitude of wristbands that line his wrist and the metal rings that adorn his fingers, Rivera became an instant favourite amongst readers. There are several references throughout the series to his obsidian regard. In R. Gadd’s upcoming release, Glorified Soul, the main protagonist best describes Jamison’s eyes:

	''“If it wasn’t for the constant patterns of blacks and browns swirling through his eyeballs, I’d consider him dead inside. He didn’t need to show more, I guess; his eyes always did the talking. They were a Pandora’s box that elicited discomfort, elation, lust, perplexity, and dread in others. His disposition was always guarded because his eyes were the judges. Anybody who dared know where they stood with Jamison Noah Rivera merely had to glance into them.”		''“If it wasn’t for the constant patterns of blacks and browns swirling through his eyeballs, I’d consider him dead inside. He didn’t need to show more, I guess; his eyes always did the talking. They were a Pandora’s box that elicited discomfort, elation, lust, perplexity, and dread in others. His disposition was always guarded because his eyes were the judges. Anybody who dared know where they stood with Jamison Noah Rivera merely had to glance into them.”




	== Notable tattoos/piercings ==		== Notable tattoos/piercings ==

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	''“Vous pour la vie, Sylvie.”		''“Vous pour la vie, Sylvie.”


	''“Motherfucking love—humans were stupid with that shit. Almost like we were never equipped to deal with the force of that ass-blasting minefield. The raw, blunt, pull your flesh from your body kind of pleasure-pain it elicited was obsessive, made us maniacs for a fix. It surged, it left you with little choice, it was overbearing, and I was certainly never ready for it. Hell, I’d proved that over a year ago. But, I also now knew the barren wasteland you would become when it departed. I knew that shit from A-Z. By some miracle, she was here now, in my arms, and the vacant was suddenly occupied, the meaningless had purpose again. Yeah, the girl wanted to be friends—a word I hated more and more with each passing moment. But I was going to give her that, I was going to give her every damn thing she wanted. If I spent the rest of my life being her friend, being the guy that she ran to when some other shit for brains broke her heart, and they would because she would always, deep down, belong to me, then so be it. Moments like this made the heartache of seeing her with someone else worth it. To hold her, to let her know I was hers. To trade her despair with solace and reliability—that was my guarantee to her. Truth and motherfucking Amen to that.”		''“Motherfucking love—humans were stupid with that shit. Almost like we were never equipped to deal with the force of that ass-blasting minefield. The raw, blunt, pull your flesh from your body kind of pleasure-pain it elicited was obsessive, made us maniacs for a fix. It surged, it left you with little choice, it was overbearing, and I was certainly never ready for it. Hell, I’d proved that over a year ago. But, I also now knew the barren wasteland you would become when it departed. I knew that shit from A-Z. By some miracle, she was here now, in my arms, and the vacant was suddenly occupied, the meaningless had purpose again. Yeah, the girl wanted to be friends—a word I hated more and more with each passing moment. But I was going to give her that, I was going to give her every damn thing she wanted. If I spent the rest of my life being her friend, being the guy that she ran to when some other shit for brains broke her heart, and they would because she would always, deep down, belong to me, then so be it. Moments like this made the heartache of seeing her with someone else worth it. To hold her, to let her know I was hers. To trade her despair with solace and reliability—that was my guarantee to her. Truth and motherfucking Amen to that.”


	''“I’m in love with you, not just for a little while, for keeps… Until I die of some nasty respiratory disease from the years of abuse I’ve put my lungs through. In fact, I’ll probably still love you even when I’m nothing more than gray powder sitting in a garish urn on your mantelpiece. I’ll haunt the shit out of you in this life and the next because you’re who I’m gonna want to be with… ad infinitum.”''		''“I’m in love with you, not just for a little while, for keeps… Until I die of some nasty respiratory disease from the years of abuse I’ve put my lungs through. In fact, I’ll probably still love you even when I’m nothing more than gray powder sitting in a garish urn on your mantelpiece. I’ll haunt the shit out of you in this life and the next because you’re who I’m gonna want to be with… ad infinitum.”''

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			== Description ==

	[[Jamison "Jam" Rivera]] is the lead guitarist of the fictional band, [[Twisted Temper]]. His character can be found in the books [[Twelve Months (book)]], [[Twelve Months: Reprieve (book)]], and [[Twelve Months: Broken Chord (book)]].		[[Jamison "Jam" Rivera]] is the lead guitarist of the fictional band, [[Twisted Temper]]. His character can be found in the books [[Twelve Months (book)]], [[Twelve Months: Reprieve (book)]], and [[Twelve Months: Broken Chord (book)]].

	~~== Description~~

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	*Samara Kendrick		*Samara Kendrick
	*Dee West		*Dee West


	== Notable quotes ==		== Notable quotes ==

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Romantic Relationships

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	''“Color—masses of it, hit my retinas like a rainbow blowing apart at the seams. Everything burning into my gaze blasted through me in an assault of beauty and vibrancy. His back, the back that once housed a wing and foot of an onyx phoenix was now a pallet of purples, silvers, greens, and yellows. My phoenix wasn’t the only bird now inked deep into the skin of the man I loved. He had a mate now… a blindingly vivid accession that flew with him, or from him depending on how you looked at it. Spanning from his shoulder, stretching down his spine, all the way down to his lower back laid the most exquisite bird I’d ever seen. It was a solid burst of love and light in contrast to his dark and fierce phoenix. The bird’s head rested contently on Jamison’s shoulder as the slender body swept down his spine in an infusion of greens, purples and yellows. A silver and violet wing stretched to the phoenix’s wing on Jamison’s other shoulder, touching each other at the tips. My eyes traveled down the body, and I choked on the saliva stuck in my throat. Connecting the feet of the two birds was a braid made up of italic words, the same words he once uttered to me—Vous pour la vie, Sylvie. They were what held these two birds together as they tried to fly away in different directions.”''		''“Color—masses of it, hit my retinas like a rainbow blowing apart at the seams. Everything burning into my gaze blasted through me in an assault of beauty and vibrancy. His back, the back that once housed a wing and foot of an onyx phoenix was now a pallet of purples, silvers, greens, and yellows. My phoenix wasn’t the only bird now inked deep into the skin of the man I loved. He had a mate now… a blindingly vivid accession that flew with him, or from him depending on how you looked at it. Spanning from his shoulder, stretching down his spine, all the way down to his lower back laid the most exquisite bird I’d ever seen. It was a solid burst of love and light in contrast to his dark and fierce phoenix. The bird’s head rested contently on Jamison’s shoulder as the slender body swept down his spine in an infusion of greens, purples and yellows. A silver and violet wing stretched to the phoenix’s wing on Jamison’s other shoulder, touching each other at the tips. My eyes traveled down the body, and I choked on the saliva stuck in my throat. Connecting the feet of the two birds was a braid made up of italic words, the same words he once uttered to me—Vous pour la vie, Sylvie. They were what held these two birds together as they tried to fly away in different directions.”''


	== Romantic Relationships ==		== Romantic Relationships ==
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	*Samara Kendrick		*Samara Kendrick
	*Dee West		*Dee West



	== Notable quotes ==		== Notable quotes ==