Breath Hitches Meaning

“Make love to me.” I pleaded. I wasn’t thinking straight and I was only doing this to get back at Benjamin but the way Saint was currently looking at me did not help with my decision making. “Make love to you?” He repeated. He was probably baffled seeing as I was dating his nephew. “Yes.” I didn’t back down. Saint took a few steps closer to me, making me falter. Was he finally going to throw me out of his room for talking such nonsense? I held my breath as I waited for the inevitable rejection. “I don’t make love, mia cara. I fuck.” ~•~ When Adriana Jensen catches her boyfriend cheating on her with her best friend, her first idea is to get back at him by sleeping with his uncle, Saint, but when she is rejected by him, she sees it as a challenge and stops at nothing to make him break before their trip is over. Saint Rossi has no business lusting after his nephew’s girlfriend but he cannot help his obsession, especially after she boldly gives herself to him. He tries his best to stay away from her because she is too good to be brought into his darkness, but it seems like fate had other plans for the pair.

Prologue After being married to the girl he thought was the love of his life, Maxwell yet couldn't seem to understand how things suddenly went wrong again. In a bit to overcome this sudden pain,he stumbled upon him, the one person who somehow was a stranger but yet was just to unique to him. In a fist to get over his wife,he had a one night stand and not with any other woman but with this strange guy... And this was were it all began... ** There is no possible way I am you, or I would become you sir," max shutter, but his voice sounded yet firm with a look of clarity. "Oh I see, why then do I see you fighting to resist me," Andrew replied staring deeply into his eyes, as his breath fanned his face... "Because if I was anything like you, then I would have known that a long time ago," he said refraining himself from pushing Andrew off his face, as a look of disgust plaster on his face making Andrew chuckled. "I'll love to see how long you can fight it, until them, I'll patiently wait for you to beg me to make love to you", he whispered into his ears, as his tongue licked the back of his ears causing him to shutter..

Tensions are brewing inside the calm surface of Sylvestre Empire when the Crown Princess, Talia D'aureville was hereby executed to the guillotine. On the trial before the execution, Talia was sentenced to death for committing numerous of evil acts to the Slyvestrian. It was the death she cannot accept, for it was only base on unrealistic words to frame her up. In the dark path of the beginning of her death, she wished that if she was given a second chance to live, she will take her revenge and put all the wrong things into right—to get back and fight for her throne. Waking up while chasing her breath, she realized that she was back in the past. She comes up with a plan to start her revenge, to take back her throne, and to own what she lost in the past.

Cora Watson held onto her husband’s promise from three years ago and did whatever she could to please him. She loved him dearly even if he, himself forgot about his promise and shattered her heart, ruthlessly. Now, she’s had enough! She would get divorced from him and would never let him or anyone trample over her ever again! *** I watched as she bent her head and kissed his lips while gyrating her hips at the same time. She seemed to be on cloud nine as she rode him faster and harder. My breath was stuck in my throat. Though I could only see his side view I couldn’t miss the shirt on his body. He was still clad in a shirt though the lower half of his body was exposed. It was a shirt I had specially picked for my husband this morning. A custom-made shirt that I had gotten for him on his last birthday and he was currently on it while being fucked by another woman.

Been caught up to the heartbreaks of the normal world Rianne found herself standing to a new world she not knows of. Rianne then journeys with the company of 3 strong warriors she now calls as her friends. Imagine yourself in a world you are not familiar with, a world with those fantasy creatures you only knew in stories and movies. What will you do if you find out that your life will soon experience something you never believed? Feel those confusions; feel in love along the way and travel with people you will soon love and call as your family.This is a journey to a world unknown where all your dreams and hopes come together. The life you wished to have and the fantasies you badly wanted to experience. Come and join Rianne travel into a world unknown to mankind. A world where imaginary creatures exist and battles of survival is a battle to death. In this world we will join three great warriors who will teach us how love can survive against all odds. Be with Rianne as she travels with great warriors and face trials along their way. And join her as she discovers the true meaning of love along this journey. Come journey with her Into the Unknown.

He slammed her back against the closed door making her grit her teeth as she glared at him. “Camellia,” his voice was dripping with controlled fury yet that endearment rolled off his tongue in a raspy growl. “I don’t like other men touching you,” he grumbled, grabbing her jaw, his fingers firmly pressing into her cheeks as he made her hazel eyes look into his dark greys. “I’m not yours,” she said with gathered-up bravado though his intimidating presence made her feel so timid. He leaned closer as her eyes fell on the camellia flower that was inked on his neck. His hot breath tickled her lips as his intense stare lingered on her lips. “You’re mine, Camellia. Mine!” With a low growl, he crashed his lips on hers. DARK ROMANCE!

As I turn to march out of the room, my feet stop and my breath hitches. "Bryanna. Why…” I whip back around and glare at them. "You aren't to use that name in public. Only when we are in private and alone.” Jacob flashes me a crooked smile. His eyes sparkle as he waves his finger around in the air. “We are alone. It is only us three in here.” He rests his arm on the table and gives me a cheesy grin, almost daring me to slap it off him. His t-shirt stretches tight against his muscular chest and accents his well-defined muscles. He has a true alpha body. The sparkle in his light brown eyes shimmers as he leans forward. In a deep, husky voice, he adds, “We know all your secrets. Plus, we can see your true self. The one nobody else can see because of the magic spell. Should I go on?” My heartbeat echoes in my ears as I stumble forward. How could he act like this? Bryanna, the heir to her pack, is forced into a contract relationship right before her eighteenth birthday which her father claims to be the best for both her and the pack. However, as she gets older, she soon realizes the contract relationship may not be the best choice for her, but it was a great choice for her father. When Bryanna and the contract are on the verge of falling apart, she faces a choice only she can make. Does she fight for the mate she can't detect at the risk of her secret coming out? Or does she sacrifice her happiness for the pack and her father's wishes while also keeping her secret buried?

Everyone gets their wolf when they turn 18, but I lost mine. ** Now, I'm a rogue, a wolfless rogue. Life is hard, even more so than death, but I have to continue on, as the last survivor and the only hope for my people, for I was told that there is one man who can help me, and I must find him. Fate led me to Moonstone Pack. In the possession of its powerful Alpha, I couldn’t help but wonder, was he the one? I had no way of knowing, what the cruel but extremely handsome man brought to me was not hope. It was rejection and destruction. ** His breath was hot as it twirled with mine, his deep voice rough with desire. "These lips, this body, and this heart. "Mine." I shivered and moaned, "Even if you find out who I really am?" "I don't care who you are or what you are–" A pained gasp flew from his lips and his amber eyes widened at the dagger embedded in his chest. Tears were streaming down my cheeks and blood was dripping from my hand that was still clutching the knife's hilt. "But I do."

His breath fanned my freckles and cheeks. "I don't think so..." "W-what makes you say that?" "It's because we're mates and we can't afford to lose each other. You need me for your survival and I need you to heal me. Now, do you accept my offer?" I kept my gaze on his face until I decided to sigh. "Alright. I accept your offer, my king..." *** I hated werewolves. But when I encountered the Alpha King himself, I started to question my fate. Not long enough, I let myself attached to him... deeply and uncontrollably. He has this eminent coldness that makes everyone scowl away in fear, but why was I too hopeful to see his weakness? Was I too hopeful, that someday he'd be looking my way? To treat me as his lover?

“I was told that they called you a demon.” Elena Valdez said, glaring at the Alpha whose eyes darkened with amusement. The man stared at his mate, the cop who was here to put him behind bars, hungrily. “I didn’t get the title for no reason, little wolf.” Alpha Alvize D'Caprio said, smirking as he approached her. His hot breath hit her neck as he breathed in her scent, pinning her against the table she stood in front of, making it harder for her to focus, caging her between his arms. “And you, neonata, are mine.” *** Abandoned under the excuse of protecting him. Alpha Alvize goes to New York City for a revenge that would shake the ground of wolves. Would Elena be the angel to stop him? Or would she too, crumble under the ashes of his anger?