Beware My Love Novels & Stories

I have no time for jokes,wench"he barked at her his face more scaring. Cole watched as her body shuddered with fear and he let out a light smile knowing his stunts was working on her. He waited for a minute to get reply from her but she didn't say a word.he wasn't a man of patience,he was used to getting whatever he wants and whenever he wants them. He cocked his gun pointing it on her forehead ready to pull the trigger, sensing she wouldn't reply. "Do you really wants to kill me huh?"the maid asked. "Just do it already"she added. Seems she was expecting death and he was sure going to kill her but he had to find out who had sent her inoder to deliver her corpse as a warning.

She wanted to be careful next time, but it seemed her heart was already crossing the line for this new guy. She had the feeling that he might not be with her for long since the other guys left. She also was worried having found out that she was a werewolf. Could he be OK with that? Since he was from the palace he could be a werewolf too, which would just make a perfect couple. She smiled sheepishly at her thoughts. She raised her head and realized she had long strayed from the path to her house. " funny!". She started walking back. She was in love again. Perhaps just love at first sight.

“Just… be careful. That’s all.” XXX

The only man, baby, I adore I gave you everything, what's mine is yours I want you to live your life of course But I hope you get what you dyin' for Be careful with me, do you know what you doin'? Whose feelings that you're hurtin' and bruisin'? You gon' gain the whole world But is it worth the girl that you're losin'? Be careful with me Yeah, it's not a threat, it's a warnin' Be careful with me Yeah, my heart is like a package with a fragile label on it

Pehli dafaa jo hone laga hai Pehle huaa na kabhi Mehsoos dil ne jo bhi kiya hai Lafzon mein keh doon abhi Pyar ho, jab pyar ho Har baar ho tumse hi Pyar ho, beshumaar ho Har baar ho tumse hi Tum jo nahi thhe saath toh Tanha sa tha dil ka safar Be-khwab hi soti rahi Jagti rahi meri nazar Aa paas mere palkon pe rakh doon Jitne hain sapne sabhi Honthon pe mere khulne lagi hai Khwahish thi dil mein dabi Pyar ho, jab pyar ho Har baar ho tumse hi Pyar ho, beshumaar ho Har baar ho tumse hi..! She was just looking at me all the while without even blinking her eyes.

“To make someone love her. To make the one who listens—” “—bound forever,” Mira finished quietly. The air between them hummed with tension. “So what happens,” she whispered, “if we fall in love?” He met her gaze. “Then one of us disappears.” --- They stood in silence, the crystal still pulsing faintly behind them. Mira’s throat felt tight. “You can’t just say that like it’s a footnote.” “It’s not,” he said softly. “It’s the warning my mother left me. ‘Never let the voice become your heart.’”

Like this one, it has very very very steamy scenes and lots of suspense. I love you all so much, take care of yourselves and kiss your loved oneS for me! Love RARE

I am no more worried of the storm, I am certainly worried of the calm before it All Hearts !!

Que no hay que sufrir de esta manera because it's not worth it Porque no vale la pena Let him go out of your life Deja que se vaya de tu vida That the wounds that this time did you harm and what harm are closed Que se cierren las heridas que esta vez te hicieron mal y que mal Let him go out of your life Deja que se vaya de tu vida That the wounds that this time did you harm and what harm are closed Que se cierren las heridas que esta vez te hicieron mal y que mal Let it be apart of your story Deja que se aparte de tu historia A stain on your memory of a love that hurt you and how bad Una mancha en tu memoria de un amor que te hizo mal y que mal Let other kisses make you fall in love Deja que

My real name. Beckira. Not a name I’d ever heard spoken aloud. Not one on any birth certificate or pack file. But it was mine, written in glowing ink that pulsed faintly like it remembered me. > “She shall fear love. Burn from bond.” A chill ran down my spine. I’d always felt it—how things broke when they got too close. How my relationships felt timed. Like something inside me made sure no one stayed long enough to truly see me. Even Haunter.