Acotar Rhysand Pov Book Mga Nobela at Kwento

I don’t know why, I haven’t felt his presence or eyes on me for a while now. The first few hours I was helping with the wounded warriors, I could feel him watching me. It was intense and made my entire body crave his arms. I have never felt such a strong attraction to someone. I could feel it when his eyes were on me and when he was looking away. It brought me comfort knowing he was close and keeping an eye on me. I tried my best not to look in his direction. Focussing all my attention on the wounded. I felt it when he wasn’t there anymore, I felt colder somehow. I look around to see if I could spot him somewhere, but he must have gone to be brief with his Beta or the other Alphas because I

Tyr Snow swirls around Hawthorn Academy as I close my car door and step onto the street. The place looks abandoned, some of its stones blackened from fire and the windows dark, but I know better than to believe what I see. The Silver Hunters might hate anyone else who uses magic, but that's only because they're salty that they aren't innately good at it. They have no problem using spells to get what they want. Which makes them annoying but also useful to me.

Every time their eyes met, he gave her that knowing smirk. After dinner, the parents went to bed early, exhausted from the long drive. The cabin fell quiet except for the crackling fire in the living room. Sara tried to read on the couch. Callum sat in the armchair across from her, legs spread, watching her like a predator. "You have been staring at the same page for ten minutes," he said, his voice low. "What is on your mind, Sara?" She snapped the book shut. "Nothing that concerns you."

Although this wasn't the first time, he'd had a panic attack In front of me, this was the first time Rhysand had let his walls down, I could understand to an extent what made his head tick and it excited me. I glanced at him as I drove. The smooth hum of the engine was swallowed by the soothing words of the gale. The album itself was a welcomed shock. “I didn't know you listened to music like this?” I asked, surprise evident in my voice, “First Elvis now Gale, what next?” Rhysand, smiled softly his ears burned, “What can I say, I'm a man of many mysteries.” “That's exciting i hope to see more of it soon—only the good kind though.”

I didn’t miss the way his eyes tracked me. Watching, waiting, and wanting. Damien chuckled, blissfully unaware. “You two haven’t changed a bit.” “Some of us have matured,” Rhysand drawled, voice like smoke, slow and curling. His eyes cut to mine, all lazy arrogance and razor edges. “Right,” I said, flashing a cold smile. “And some of us are still stuck thinking they’re the goddess’s gift to the mortal world.” Rhysand’s mouth twitched, just barely, but I caught it, and worse…I felt it. In my chest, and in my core. That dangerous pull that never really left.

Mateo answered, his eyes returning to the body of Rhysand. "How'd you know all these things?" Kyle inquired. Mateo eyed him before answering his question "I do read, unlike you" "The end part wasn't necessary, you know" Kyle scoffed "but Sister does read books Brother Rhysand buys for her " "Yes, Rhysand bought her books but he didn't let her read that particular book in his library, knowing she was impulsive " Meanwhile, Amren's eyes constricted when she heard something about a "solution", she hardened her heart as she balled her fist.

' I thought before closing my eyes as the shouts of my family members echoed around me. Author's Note- Hello my dear readers. This chapter marks the end of My Personal Lycan king (Book-1). The next book in the series is called My Personal Lycan King (Book-2) and is available on Goodnovel to read. I hope you like that book as much as you liked this one. I hope guys can support me like this. Love you all my lovely readers. Your Clumsy Authoress, Angelina

***Bethany’s Pov*** After a few weeks as star-crossed lovers on the island, I decided it was time to focus on Jacob. As I was putting his belongings away, I discovered a journal among them. I was at a loss for words, but the journal bothered me, and I couldn't help but stare at it as I packed his belongings. My hand slowly moved to touch it as my curiosity grew. I jumped to my feet when Jacob entered the room, and his eyes widened when he saw the journal in my hand. He caught me red-handed, so it would be useless for me to lie to escape.

“Probably not.” My heart jumped when he closed his book, set it on the table, and stood. I hadn’t expected him to give in. Rhys walked to the pool, pulling his shirt over his head as he did so, and I lost the ability to breathe. Broad shoulders, perfectly sculpted muscles, abs one could grate cheese on. Absolute masculine perfection. This is not the first time I have seen him naked, in fact, I have seen more than that, but every time I look at his body, it is even better than the last time.

I wondered how it would feel under my arm. “I’m done.” I said, shaking the thought out of my head. My body was burning. My hair stuck to the sides of my face because of sweat. The Lycan King turned. He turned on the shower and I flinched a little as the cold water poured down my back. He sat on the edge of the tub, just watching me. “Stay here for a few minutes.” He said. He tried to get up but I grabbed his hand, unexpectedly. I was suddenly reminded of all the people that abandoned me, all the family that I’d lost. I was so alone.