33 Days, Make You Mine! Novels & Stories

I asked, voice small. “Three days, in three days we will get our wolves. If the three of us happen to be mate to you, who will you pick?”

“Please, I need more time. You can have the first part. I swear I'll pay you. Please.” Maria appeared and she ran toward me but he pushed her off. “Don't hurt her, please!” I yelled and then pulled my hair harder. My scalp hurt and my neck felt like it would break. “You have three days,” the first man said, blowing out smoke. Three days? Where was I going to get two million in three days? “I can't do all that in three days,” I begged, but he smirked at me. “My time is expensive. And you're wasting it. Three days is what you get. No more, no less. If you don't then you'll give up the house or …” his eyes twinkled as he looked down, checking me out. “You give yourself to me.”

"That sounds completely made up." "I know, I didn't believe it at first, but it's true," Ida reasoned, sounding more like her father when he tried to convince her of the authenticity of that service. "I just think it's... exactly what I need," Ida replied, biting her bottom lip before continuing, "I mean, it's only thirty days, right?" "Yeah?" Maki could only murmur. "Thirty days in the open sea with no wi-fi," Ida faked a grin. "...all alone," she went on while feigning a laugh, "such joy! Don't you think?"

" Okay . How long is the trip for? " " The trip is for 3 days I should be back in time for us to catch up and possibly have our first date because we haven't had our first date since we started going out together and so probably not Sunday because there's a match going on and you need to present but one day it'll make it four days." " I'll be thinking of you . " " Dido. Bye babe. "

"The second step is the powder I had told you that I'm going to give you. And for the third step...., he has to lay with you, he must lay with you at any cost for the work to be effective if you want him to love you and only you forever except... If you don't want him to." "What are you saying mallam, of course this is what I've been dreaming of. For him to become mine and you think that I won't try my best to make sure everything works out according to my will?." "Alright then... If you say so.". He shrug off his shoulder. " And as for the third step, it has to happen in three days after today." "What?!" "You have to make him lay with you before the next three days or else, things won't t

"I'll get right on it." Three days had passed since the meeting with Mr. Sawyer, and Layla had yet to report back with any new information. I was growing impatient, and I was starting to get worried. Something about this whole situation felt off, and I couldn't shake the feeling that something bad was about to happen. I needed to know what Mr. Sawyer was up to, and I needed to know soon. I decided to take matters into my own hands.

Fred assures me that it will darken overnight and tells me to rub olive oil into it every couple of hours. I love how the design has turned out, and I already know that I will be coming back after Bean is born to make it permanent. Fred blushes as I tell him how much I love my penguins and how grateful I am for taking the time to do it. He refuses to let me pay, so I tell him to expect a delivery of cakes tomorrow, leaving both Sarah and him grinning as I walk out the door.

Jasper Eaton decides to ditch me at the altar just so he can meet up with Wendy Klein, his ex-girlfriend who abandoned him when he almost got crippled five years ago. All the guests are stunned, to say the least. I can only tug at Jasper's hem of his shirt while trying very hard to keep my expression intact. "Can you please stay with me now?" Mixed feelings cross his eyes, but he soon wrenches my hand off him, finger by finger. At the same time, he shakes his head. "I'm sorry, but I must go now. I need to ask Wendy why she was so heartless to me back then." Amid the crowd's shocked gasps and murmurs, Jasper leaves without even looking back. My dad, who has a bad heart, trembles violent

"Be with me, Holly. I'll build a good life for us!" … I switched on my phone and saw 17 unread texts, with the latest one from five minutes ago. "Holly, I'm at the city hall, by the main entrance. When are you getting here?" I stared at the screen, and a laugh slipped out of me. How ironic. After 27 days of begging, all he offered was a promise to marry me in three days. Those three days came and went, and I couldn't even find the strength to call that lie out.

Would he have been able to? Day thirty of thirty. Zero to go.