Army Romance 소설 & 이야기

The playlist was titled Romantic Songs of The Decade. “Romantic songs...Arnav ji, are you secretly a romantic under all that stuffiness?” I added, playfulness in my voice. He cheeks reddened, “maybe. This is my favorite playlist. Can’t I listen to good music?” “Of course you can listen to this, everyone can. I just never thought that you might have a romantic side, too.” I picked a song from the list. “So what if I like romantic songs. One's preferences doesn't make the character of a person.” Arnav was in a defensive mode.

In such a way that she could hardly hear the growls and words coming out of her mouth because of the noise, that the king-sized bed is making. Ara's throat became very dry because of the successive moans and sighs that kept coming out of her mouth. She tried to resist but she really couldn't. Every thrust of Daniel's steel-like weapon meeting up to the core of her femininity has given her continuous and seemed to be endless happiness. Her eyes were closed as the man she loved claimed her. But there were times when she was still able to open them and she always sees him staring at her.

She asked and proffered the bottle of wine to me. "No, please. Thanks" I shook my hand at her. She shrugged and drank from the bottle and for a moment, we were silent. "When will our husbands settle their differences, huh?" She asked pathetically. Hold on; is she really referring to Royce as her husband when they're not even married?? I just chuckled and didn't say a word. 'Ryan has gone to one of his mansions, right?" She further asked. "Yeah - seems so" I replied. "Hmph. Must be really lonely for you, huh?

These charges piled up against him, making any hopes of promotion seem bleak. Feeling disheartened and dejected, Barrett remained silent, unable to argue even a word against his mother's scolding. He knew that he could have had a promising future. Why had Carissa hidden her true abilities? True, he had promised Melanie that he wouldn't ever take a concubine. But when he made that promise, he had not expected to meet Aurora on the battlefield. Military life was harsh, difficult, and torturous. He had merely found someone with whom he shared common ideals. They often comforted each other—their bond was not merely a physical one, but a vow under the moon and the heavens.

His eyes glowed no less than enraged sun as his tightly set jaw twisted in anger. Many more footsteps thudded around her. She saw a troop of armed men coming inside through the front. It was her husband's army. All dressed up in black with holsters put on, hands carrying huge guns and a look of vengeance on their faces. Alongside their Alpha, they shot the enemy's army dead. She could not take her eyes away from Damien though. He took aim and released his arrows at the men firing in the air before kneeling down on the floor to take another calculated shot at a man advancing towards the wolf protecting Anna under himself.

Within minutes, I pulled into the pack but no… no, this wasn’t the park I’d left earlier. It had only been about ten hours since I’d been here, yet the place looked like a battlefield. The ground was littered with few bodies. Omegas, hunters…some lay motionless, others groaning softly with deep wounds. Even in the dim light, I could recognize a few familiar faces. My chest tightened. Before I could take another step, Army ran toward me. “Thank goodness you’re here,” he said, relief flashing briefly across his face. I looked him over…blood stained his clothes, a deep cut running along his arm.

I cried out in pain, in a desperate attempt to save my life. “You should have thought twice before plotting against Fenrir and me,” Damien growled and pushed me to the wall. I collided against the wall, my face covered in blood, could barely see anything. I wiped my face with my hand, and finally, I saw a sword on his bed. Rushing to his bed, I picked up the sword and charged at him, driving the sword through his stomach. I pulled the sword out, and Damien’s lifeless body fell to the ground. I stood there, my bloody hands trembling. “I just killed an alpha.”

"I know we agreed to a one-year timeline. I know I am just a civilian, and you are the Supreme Commander." I took a deep, ragged breath. My eyes filled with hot, unshed tears from the sheer, agonizing vulnerability of laying my soul entirely bare. "My life is quiet, and your life is….is terrifying," I whispered, the absolute truth vibrating in my chest. "But I cannot pretend anymore." Alexander’s hands slowly dropped to the arms of his leather chair. His knuckles instantly turned stark white. I looked at the Warlord, offering him my entire, fragile heart. "I am falling in love with you, Alexander."

Arion moved faster until he too groaned loudly, "Akhh! Oh! Damn!" Arion thrust his hips a few more times, breathing a sigh of relief as he released all his warm fluid, filling Emily's womb perfectly. The handsome man collapsed beside Emily, hugging her tightly. "I love you, darling. I love you, my wife." Emily smiled, her breath still ragged. She raised her hand and traced Arion's handsome, sweat-drenched face. "I love you too, darling. I love you, my husband." Arion captured his wife's lips in a loving kiss and held Emily close in his embrace.

He added, Our hearts beat against each other, as we stood there in each other arms, then it settled in a peaceful harmony, the tension steaming off our shoulders and I knew deep down within me that, that was where I wanted to be, I felt safe and contented just in his arms, "I'm elated to be here with you, I just want to remain right here in your arms and not go anywhere," I replied, speaking from my heart, "I wish we could soon be together, I can't bear parting with you," he responded breathly, "I'm sure we'd when the dusk settles, we will, our love will prevail, and we'll emerge triumphantly," I commented, Disengaging from our embrace, we stood there, locked in each other's eyes, as we comm