Ache For You Novels & Stories

That's the root of our relationship. Jake, Little Josie and little Jake, all my heart beat in one place, I wouldn't trade them for anything in the world. A little bun in the oven is also on the way in few months time. I couldn't be any happier than this, there's nothing more I could wish for. There is nothing as sweet and beautiful as a happy ending, and that is exactly what Jake and I got. A very beautiful and sweet happy ending.

Oops! I kept my phone aside and started unboxing my parcel first. "By the way, Who is REN?" Apeksha asked causing a smile cross my lips. "Aaryan," I replied immediately. I knew she was not going to get satisfied with my answer as almost everyone gets curious to know why is it 'REN' so I explained to her it's meaning. A few days ago I was searching for a nickname for Aaryan but was unable to find any and then this REN thing came in my find, it was a silly one but I loved it anyway.

I thought of a nice way to get rid of him and an idea quickly popped into my mind. I tried my best to smile at him and said, "get up Rick." He refused, saying that he wouldn't get up until I forgave him. I bent slightly and helped him get up. Trying my best to sound patient and calm, I said "I was really hurt by what you did Rick. I'm still struggling to get over it so I need you to give me some time. I need time Rick to figure things out. When I feel a lot better, we will talk things out, I assure you."

“How’s Toronto?” Ace’s voice fills the kitchen. I remain calm. Cherry looks up at me, eyes bright with mischief, and takes me back into her mouth while he talks about the weather and the hotel. She works me deep, tongue pressing along the underside, hand stroking what she cannot fit. I bite the inside of my cheek to keep from making a sound. “You sound distracted,” Ace says. “Just cooking,” she answers around me. The vibration of her voice nearly undoes me. “Saint’s helping.”

Flee. The door creaked open behind him. He didn't need to turn. He sensed it. That existence. That gravitational force. "Noah," he spoke softly. “Alright,” came the calm response, “at least you still pronounce my name as if it holds significance.” Ace shifted. Noah rested against the doorframe, one brow lifted, latte in hand, the cuffs of his designer shirt rolled back slightly to show off his muscular forearms and that damn watch Ace gifted him for his 30th birthday. A limited edition Rolex.

How to explain this without sounding like a total headcase? Sophia: Sorry, I’m just... processing. Trying to figure out what I'm comfortable with. Coffee sounds great. She hit send before she could overthink it. The response came almost immediately. Jake: Take all the time you need. No pressure. Sophia's chest tightened. Why did he have to be so goddamn understanding? "Asshole," she muttered fondly, tossing the phone aside. She returned to the list, eyeing the "Toys" section. Most of it remained green, memories of last night's vibrator sending a shiver down her spine.

The perfect condition to get a few things done with no obstruction in your way. "Yes and if you look just right here," He shoved his phone in my face, pointing out an icon, "you'd see that you haven't replied it since I sent it." I rolled my eyes, not once slowing down. "What do you want, Axel?" "What I want? It's a question of what those bloody merchants want. It's been four days of expecting the shipment. I am fast losing my cool." He huffed angrily.

Finn Lores has made it quite clear whatever last chance this envelope was talking about and whatever Finn has planned, is reaching expiration. I sigh hard the very moment I pull stops in front of my apartment. I probably look like a mess in front of the staff today. My steps feels heavier as the elevator doors slide open into my Apartment; I realize someone had left a package of sorts "Delivery Miss Times "A gentleman holds it like an important package; my curiosity peaks as I sign off for it and the gentleman leaves There's a black card attached to the cover; Oh it's just the pharmacy promoting Scratch codes for extra offers; I toss the card aside then open it.

“Leave me alone.” He laughed on the other end. “Unfortunately for you, I cannot do such a thing,” he replied coolly. “Now that I had a taste of you, I want more and there is no amount of pushing you can do that will make me stop pursuing you. I want you to get that in your head that you are mine until I say otherwise.”

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