Shattered Heart

(Okay this idea was a parody of bad romance novel art, as seen here: http://www.worldoflongmire.com/features/romance_novels/ Be warned that this site contains some adult situations and more rippling, physically impossible, torsos than the human mind can stand.)

He was a walking disaster area: A man tortured by his past, crippled by pain, his body twisted and shattered...just like his heart.

"I am broken as you are broken, let's be broken together in our evil brokenness." Sion almost stammered the words, he had to make her understand somehow that he was broken, but he just couldn't find the right phrase to tell her.

She was a wound in the Force: A woman scarred by loss, rejected by her world, her confidence in men shattered... just like her heart.

"But I'm a wound in the Force, a gaping maw, and you need the Force to sustain your life Sion! How can we ever be anything?"

They were both outcasts, both unable to exist in their respective worlds...

"I do not care for the other Sith," Sion explained, his voice more grating than usual, "they all have such smooth skin in comparison."

"Is that why you enjoy Kreia's company so?" The Exile taunted him flirtatiously.

But together they find true love...

"Oh Sion, I don't care that you go to pieces so easily... I love you!" The Exile shouted, letting her emotions rush out all at once in a big rush like a huge waterfall of rushing emotion.

"I hate you for crawling in my bed... I mean head... I hate you because you are beautiful to me." Sion was mortified that he had revealed his true feelings. He felt like dropping dead right then and there, but he didn't want to make a mess on the Exile's nice clean carpet.

Shattered Heart... not coming soon to a bookstore near you.