Reviews for will your mouth still remember the taste of my love |
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![]() ![]() ![]() Okay I totally loved this story. The ending with the teeth was hilarious! I still stand by what I said for my review on your other story, you are a writer and you should never give up on it. Love, love, love this story! |
![]() ![]() Ugh no I hate coffin Klaus. |
![]() ![]() ![]() “I was enchanted by you” I UNDERSTOOD THE REFERENCE |
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![]() ![]() ![]() Wow,,,an amazing story. Hands down. |
![]() ![]() This was great, loved this story! |
![]() ![]() ![]() my poor baby Klaus at the end of this omg she keeps pushing him away i feel so bad for him he keeps putting himself out theretries so hard why my just keeps breaking for him from the accusations to her retreating moving away and now just pulling away from him again why? im gonna keep reading its just throwing me lol keep up the good work your stories always just pull me right in |
![]() ![]() ![]() I Adore this story, it was such a good idea to do it this way, i love all your stories Ive been rereading lately a ton of Klaroline my one all time favorite long story is our dark soul thank you for being such an amazing author your stories are the best and bring me so much happiness I'm planning on getting a lap top soon and I wanna try and do some writing myself I have so many ideas but can't do it on my phone lol thank you again hun! xx |
![]() ![]() ![]() Honestly, this was wonderful. Klaus and Liz's relationship took me by surprise, and I enjoyed their banter immensely. It was nice to have a loud guffaw over their back and forth in between all the angstand then there was tenderness too. A part of me likes to think that Liz was the mother in extension Klaus never got when he fell in love with Caroline. And oh what a love you have written. Great, deep, passionate, raw, and exuding a sensuality that was both understated AND off the charts. I saw in the ANs that you'd retired from writing. If you don't mind my asking, how come? You're a brilliant writer and I'm heartbroken to see you've left, but I understandI hadnt written anything in ages and the quarantine sort of lead me back to it, and to reconnecting with all these amazing stories I've found. I've been away from fandom for literal years and this fic felt like homecoming despite my galloping through the archives already. It's everything I love about Klaroline, though I think I'm just a broken record now since I've left you a few reviews already. Anyway, just wanted to let you know I loved this. |
![]() ![]() Oh mon dieu ils sont tous mort sauf damon et après avoir perdu elena et Stefan il a eu la force de continuer sa vie bravo a lui |
![]() ![]() Et ben il s en ai sûrement passer des tas de choses ossi dans la vie de ses amis pendant tout ce temp,ça doit être horrible pour klaus qu elle lui dise tout ca |
![]() ![]() Ouh la quel bon dans le temp mais entre le donner et ça qu a t-ils bien pu se passer |
![]() ![]() ![]() Super histoire et la fin trop drole mdr ! |
![]() ![]() ![]() Wow. I've read several -a lot- of Klaroline fanfics but this one has a very different take. I got to see the depth of love that Klaus has for Caroline. And I know it's too much and overwhelming but it just makes sense to have Klaus feel that way. She has always been his light. I especially loved your take in the relationship Klaus had with Liz. Not all fanfics delve into that and this just makes this all the more heartwarming to have his humanity shown because of their shared pain. And you know what else is great, the flashbacks and the diary entries makes it all the more heartbreaking but at the same time, makes me cry with happy tears because Klaus and Caroline had a good and happy life once upon a time. The nonsense fight that way they always do, the flirtings, random banters, their insecurities. Their love. I'm so happy that she found a way to have her memories back but even happier when even without it, she still fell in love with Klaus. This definitely ranks as one of my favorite Klaroline fanfic. |
![]() ![]() ![]() Ok, wow. I don’t even know what to say. This was so beautifully done. I’ve been very impressed with the progression of your work through the years. I’m very sad to hear you are choosing to retire from FanFiction. I’m wondering if you are doing any original stuff? Would love to read more. Great job! Love how you write Klaus and how insightful and creative you are and just the way you can pull the reader into the scene and make them forget about everything else. Top notch writing. |