A Rip In Heaven Novels & Stories

I miss you, mom and I love you. ************************************************************* Author's Note. Hi friends, Here is the final chapter of Love Like Heaven, and with that, my second story has come to an end. I hoped you all like it. I want to thank each and every one of you who took the time out to read my story.

I shook uncontrollably, putting all my strength into each hit. Cynthia's screams grew louder, and the wounds on her face were starting to bleed. Her eyes filled with terror. Blood was frothing from her mouth as she shook. "You... Let go of me, this... This is illegal… You... Will get arrested..." My jaw clenched with rage, and all I felt was endless hatred. I aimed the phone at Cynthia's eye, ready to blind her. Suddenly, my mom's anxious voice came through. "Emily? Emily, are you there... Don't do anything stupid!"

Feeling was all I could do. Her dress had a zipper at the back, the only thing between me and Heaven itself. My hands shook as I tried to pull it down, but the metal caught halfway. I tugged again, harder. No luck. “Come on,” I grumbled, fighting with the stupid thing. Seraphina laughed softly and turned around. “Don’t you dare ruin my dress.” “Then help me out,” I said, half out of breath. She moved her hair aside, and the smooth line of her neck came into view. I froze. That was the spot. The mark. The place I’d dreamed about since the moment our eyes met. My instincts roared to bite, to claim, to seal what the bond had started.

“Cal? Oh my Goddess! SOMEONE HELP!” The pain makes me stumble back, falling to my knees. Slashes appear across my chest and stomach, destroying my shirt and spraying blood everywhere. It’s like an invisible force is ripping me apart. I pull off my shirt exposing deep gashes of claw marks dripping with blood. Charli looks at me in the light of the fire and screams. “DON’T JUST SIT THERE YOU GUYS! HELP HIM! WHO HAS A PHONE?! CALL MY DAD! WHO CAN MINDLINK? WE NEED THE PACK GUARDS!”

I was just riding on her coattails. Why should I apologize to her when I did nothing wrong? But it was pointless saying all that. I wheeled myself to the back door while everyone was busy showing Serina concern. Just as I was walking along the corridor, I saw Serina leaning in Alaric’s embrace, her bathrobe wide open as she sat on his lap. “Alaric, my wound hurts. Help me rub it better.” “Sure.” Alaric leaned forward, their bodies pressed tightly against each other as desire grew in Alaric’s eyes.

Masks Mandatory. "It’s a trap," Nehemiah said, his voice dropping to a low, protective growl. "She knows we tracked the flight. She’s inviting you into the center of her court so she can break you in front of the very people you tried to impress in Mexico. She wants a spectacle, Rhea." "I know it's a trap," I said, my voice leveling out into something flat and terrifying. I reached down and ripped the IV needle from my hand with one sharp tug. I didn't flinch as a bead of blood welled up and smeared against the white sheets.

Then, he pulled back as if he couldn't bear to touch it. A heart-wrenching scream tore out of his throat. He pulled what remained of his daughter, Yuri, into his arms, holding her broken body tightly as he cried like he had lost everything in the world. That sound kept ripping through everyone's hearts, again and again. On the other side, Julian finally found his mother. She was lying beside the ruins. Her chest had been ripped open, and her wide eyes still held the terror of her final moment. He stared at her, but no sound came out of his mouth.

While licking the ice cream he picked the call " Hello! yes, mom, What happened? wait there is distortion in the call, I'll call you back. Grace was facing weak signals. She came out of the car to call her mother. Sarah was looking at the window screen, enjoying her ice cream. Grace was standing quite a distance under a tree. "Hello my beauty" someone said at the window so closely that her breath was making steam at the window. Sarah jumped in peril. she dropped some ice cream on her dress. At the window, there was a beautiful woman, face full of makeup, bright glittery eyes. dark red lipstick, blond hair tightened to form a messy bun and a fancy dress. she was not a woman neither a man, On

“A demon has been loosed. I could feel my seal breaking tonight. I can feel it heading over here. He is going to try to take you.” “What…?” “I won’t lose you again.” He hugs me, and I shakily return it. “Still…” He rubs a hand across my back. “Your soul’s not really in here, now is it?” I stiffen. “My son found his way to heaven long ago, and this is but an empty vessel…” “What are you talking ab--?” A chill and jarring force starts pressing up against my skin, cutting off my air.

My back arched once more before falling back on the bed, I released with a loud pleasurable moan, and the world around me disappeared, making my mind go numb and void for the time being. Hundreds of white spots came into my vision. I panted harshly as if I have just run a marathon while my heart was beating to the level of bursting. My eyes fluttered open as I became a bit normal. My vision was blocked by Raphael's face as he was hovering above me. "How did it felt?" A smile crept to my lips when my mind registered his question which was the same as I asked him before. "Heavenly" I whispered and pulled him down to kiss him. His erection came in contact with my groin and I felt him going hard