Novel & Cerita Bang Chan Arms

As I made my way to the door, large arms engulfed me. His hot breath fanned my bare neck. I gulped, then in the next few minutes he carried me in his arms. “What the fück?’ I snapped, wiggling my legs. “Let me go, Lucan!” I yelled. He dropped me in the tub, slamming the door behind. “You always fucking do this! You think you won?” I screamed, punching the air. I reluctantly wash my body, taking my time. It was weird since it was his suite and his collagen was everywhere.

“Just stay here for now. You can go home later.” “No, I’ll go home and wait for him there.” My answer came out sharper than I meant before I hurried into the bathroom, splashing cold water on my face, hands shaking as I tried to get myself together. “Shit.” I cursed sharply as I struggled with the zipper at the back of my wedding dress. My arms strained and twisted, but it was hopeless—I couldn’t reach it. Deflated, I opened the door, finding Rowan perched on the bed with phone in his hand.

Her legs went weak just thinking of it, and her insides were turning to hot molten lava. Slowly, she moved out from under his arm, turning around to stare at Armel. Pale white moonlight lit half his face, casting the other half into shadow. The smile lines at the corners of his mouth and eyes were relaxed. A small smile, a remnant from a dream or what had happened only hours earlier, had the corner of his mouth turned up just slightly.

Brian looked at Chaney. “Hello, I am Chaney Fox,” Chaney reached out his hand and smiled. Brian nodded and shook his hand. “Brian William.”

Due to her discomfort, Yuna kept thrashing about, so he could only restrain her left arm to the side of the bathtub using a clean towel. At this, Yuna forced her eyes open and vaguely made out Yvan’s face. She experimentally tugged her left arm but quickly realized she couldn’t get free. Her face flashed with panic at that realization, and she wildly grabbed at him with her right arm. Yvan could feel her tugging at his belt, and he could clearly feel her cold fingers on his skin, which had accidentally slipped a few inches down his pants. His pupils dilated, and he instantly grabbed her arm. “I swear I will kick you out of the house if you don’t keep your hands to yourself,” he growled.

Has he seen him before? "I'm afraid I did not catch your name," He cleared his throat. From what he can see in the other's bloody chiton and wounded arm, he must've been attacked by a wild beast or anything of that sort. First things first, what's a child like him doing in the middle of the forest at this time of the night? Also, he wears a chiton. Is he somewhat a deity that he had never met before? His face is familiar.

BGN1 snickered, thinking just how useless his choice of weapon was against his extremely, bulky muscular form. He flexes his biceps and his chest muscles after eyeing the arnis on both his hands. He then motioned for him to attack. Tradd’s ego is bigger than BGN1’s body so he rose up to his challenge and charged towards him, swinging and hitting him with the arnis stick on his arms, trailed his attacks lower on his legs.

"This is where they fit your ankle monitor. It is going to suck. Fair warning." She was right. The monitor was heavy, uncomfortable, and a constant reminder that I was still a prisoner in all the ways that mattered. When they activated it, I felt the walls close in despite being outside. "Can I visit Declan?" I asked the technician. "If the court approves visitation. Which they probably will not while you are both defendants in the same case." He handed me a pamphlet. "These are your restrictions. Read them carefully. Violating any condition will result in immediate revocation of bail."

As soon as Ewan received the call, he was already on his way to the hospital. His fingers clamped the steering wheel tight, his knuckles rigid from the force. His body trembled uncontrollably. He forced himself to calm down as he sped to the hospital. When he arrived, he immediately saw me shaking in the crowd. His steps were quick. He reached me in no time. My legs moved on their own. Before I knew it, I had thrown myself into his arms.

Draven stood at the front, dark eyes locked directly onto me the second I appeared and everything went silent. Cassian reached me seconds later and his hand grabbed my arm instantly but I pulled free. Then slowly…I walked forward. Right between both armies.