Blow Me Away Breaking Benjamin Halo 2 Novels & Stories

Daniel doesn't mean to follow her. He had convinced himself that he needed only air, and space from the storm building inside of him. But the moment Mara slipped out of the apartment and walked down the dim hallway, the quiet click of the door felt like a pull on his ribcage. He found her on the rooftop, leaning against the railing, and the city lights painting gold over her skin. Her dress moved with the wind—soft, and restless, like she couldn’t stand still. Like she was fighting something inside of her just as fiercely as he was.

Ben's smile slowly faded into a sly smirk. "Noa, you rejected me without even giving me a chance." His eyes gleamed with dangerous amusement. "If you're really developing feelings for your own teammate, then you've handed me the perfect weapon."

That she's still awake, still thinking about me the way I can't stop thinking about her. It's not Jules. It's a notification from Instagram—someone tagged me in a video. I shouldn't watch it. Know I shouldn't. I press play anyway. The video is shaky, shot from someone's dorm window. But the audio is crystal clear. "COWARD! You're a coward, Adrian Cross!" Jules' voice, ragged with pain and rage. The video has 347 views already. Comments are rolling in. Damn, she's really losing it Cross should get a restraining order This is what happens when girls get obsessed

From the hiding spot, Charlie took a peek. “It’s carrying a sword,” he hissed in the alliance chat. “The steam bath did nothing to his bare bones!” The timely intel allowed Jessica and Benjamin to back off from the sword range, but the area effect sent them flying in different directions. Only able to save the one nearest to him, Zen minimised Jessica’s fall impact, but Benjamin crashed into the wall and suffered serious damage, much to Charlie’s horror. “Charlie! Buy time! Remi, gravity prison! Damian, artillery holy water!” Zen yelled, rushing over to heal Benjamin while moving him away from the danger zone, trusting the others to deal with the variant monster.

I gave it all to Xander. “Ayla…” Jorah’s voice seemed so far away even though he was right beside me. “Ayla, drink this.” I felt myself being pulled back and something was placed on my lips. Juliet Rose. I could smell it. I drank a few sips and rested my body against Xander’s. He started to groan beneath me, and for a second I thought my mind was making this all up.

He whispers in my ear before nipping at my ear lobe. A sense of peace comes over me as I realize I am no longer the broken mate.

I got angry at mom and most especially at my self,I was not able to make the woman of my dream happy,the woman who always stood by me,the woman who always give me advice on what's right and wrong That was why I came to your your house then,but got angry coz from your reaction I know you won't listen to me. I called my friend Hamza,we met at our usual spot and drank for a while before we go our separate ways. I still tried calling her line but instead she keep rejecting the call so I decide to visit her usual spot, where she and her friends usually hang out

This time Hailey joined her too and they all promised to meet soon. Iris broke the hug even though she was greedy to stay in David's arms. They had to leave for the airport to catch the flight. Already they were late with all such surprises. She hopped inside the car with David and Hailey when they noticed big grey clouds start covering the sky. The piercing silver lightning slashed open the sky like a ruthless beast. The harsh wind started blowing and the clouds started gulping the daylight wrapping the surroundings with a blanket of darkness. "What a sudden change in weather. Damn it." Hailey cursed while instructing David to drive faster before the rain started heavily.

Harlow announced, "now you're not going anywhere! With your mech pushed into the side of this building, it's effectively immobile! Now if you'll excuse me, I'll retreat to a safe distance to watch the fireworks." Harlow's Goliath began to stomp away from me, walking backwards in the direction of his approaching allies. Harlow kept his cockpit trained on my mech as he moved, intent on not missing a single moment of my demise. In seconds the swarm of Apollo would fly past him, reach me and detonate. I sat down on my Crusader's shoulder and removed my left combat boot. It was only now that Harlow noticed me, broadcast by a quiet gasp over the comms.

There is nothing else around me but the source. It's a long and winding whisp, a red breeze. It wraps around my finger, gently, crawling up my arm, breathing into my heart, filling up my head. It tightens on my ring finger, and I reach out to grab it. It pulls me, hard, and I cry out, shocked that the pain is real and not imagined. Bright colors rush back to me and I grab onto the first thing I see, and it is Imperator Seth. I know it is him before I see him by the smell of his sweet cologne, and when my eyes flit up from the floor, to see his mouth pierce my skin.