Arc: A Love Story Novels & Stories

"You're not a monster. You're a man who outlasted monsters. There's a difference." "I'm straining to trust that." "I know." I frame his face with my hands. "Then trust me until you can trust yourself." He hauls me against his chest. His arms band around me, and his chin settles on my head. "I don't deserve you." "We've exhausted this debate. You don't get to adjudicate what you merit." His chest shifts. A small, frayed breath. "I love you." "I love you too." We stand at the window, coiled around each other, observing the city blink its lights across the frozen river. The technicians complete their sweep. Marcus reports the penthouse is scrubbed. The recording unit is dismantled, its data sei

He turned to Charlie and me, massaging the back of his neck. "How do you expect to ever become one of us if you keep inciting violence at every interaction?" He said loudly, coughing soon after. "One of you?" I laughed. "You think I actually give a shit?" "The Arcane Collectors are a family; we don't accept uncommitted stragglers." He huffed. "Again, do you actually think I care?" My tone was stern this time. "You have to." He smirked, his arms spread out. "If you want us to help you survive.

“They’ll understand. Our parents went through their own forbidden love story. They fought for happiness. They’ll see that this is the same—two people who found each other despite the complications. But for now, we keep it secret. Just until we’re ready. Until we can face them together. I promise you, Aurora. We’ll figure this out. No more running. No more hiding from each other.” His words wrapped around my heart like a warm embrace. I nodded, leaning in to kiss him deeply. The kiss started soft and romantic, full of love and reassurance, but quickly deepened with the familiar spark of desire. His tongue danced with mine, hands sliding down to grip my hips, pulling me closer until I was stra

He had been starved of her warmth for days since their fight and he couldn't bring himself to leave her. "I missed you too. You talk too much." Xavier chuckled and pulled her into another kiss and felt himself being lost to her. He carried her up and she wrapped her legs around him and held him in a tight embrace. Xavier carried her and sat her on her desk and continued to kiss her vigorously. The door soon opened and the couple were startled and they didn't have time to untangle themselves. Adam walked in and saw Xavier with his hand almost up Rosé's skirt and Rose had her legs wrapped around his waist.

—Do you think I can hold you for as long as Hope is left? I don't know what your crazy little head thought, but I don't expect that I finished saying those words when abalanzo to me trying to hug me, supporting his head a little further up my chest and his lips rosaron mine, the vibe was more wonderful that he could experience, by the movement of our hands let go, while I stood with arms outstretched, I paralyze you, but, well not to react to the circle with the arms to kiss his forehead and I closed my eyes, staying once more both fully asleep.

Opposite of Chris, who looked negligible hurt as earlier when he asked if I am his cousin's wife or not. "Serve the food," Andrew ordered, slowly we all dug into our plates. "So..." Chris began, chewing his steak, "Elina is the love you were talking about, Andrew?" He nodded happily. "Yes, I am very lucky to have her and she loves me too." I parted my lips to deny it when Andrew indicated me to stop by squeezing my thighs under the table, "No Elina?" "Ye-yeah, I love him." I shutter a bit which did not notice by anyone.

See yah next Arc History~ _______ KircheLeaf Arc 2: My Wife Is A Closet Yandere _______ ~ END of CHAPTER TWENTY- SEVEN ~

He felt a hand clap down onto his shoulder and spun around. Aria wasn’t ready for him to see her yet. She’d envisioned this moment a million times. Him seeing her all sweaty after hours in the shooting range was not her idea of romantic. She was still mad at him for not coming sooner, for the other woman he had almost replaced her with, but Aria was in love with him. Had always been in love with him. If she had to see him, she at least wanted him to see what he’d left behind in a better state. Maybe, just maybe, this time he’d do better. Maybe this time he’d stay despite everything, despite the war, despite the mess that was her life. Was it possible that even a small part of Aaron Condor st

I took a screenshot of that moment from that beloved on my mobile. My enemy is sleeping with the last love of my life. I still remember when I first saw Ahana, my enemy, at that time I felt something for her but after knowing her truth I hated her. Well, I also remember that moment when I took Aarzoo in my arms for the first time, the Last love of my life.