Captive Synonym Mga Nobela at Kwento

Ethan’s laugh was sharp, dripping with scorn. “Barry, have you lost your mind? The Bond is carved clear upon the Marriage Stone—today Emily will bond with Colin, Warrior of Bayport Pack. What on earth does this have to do with you?” His eyes glinted cold, his voice cutting like steel. “If you still remember what it means to be Alpha, then walk away now. Do not tarnish Coyote Pack’s honor. Do not shame your title.” The crowd erupted in uproar, voices rising in agreement, their support thundering around us.

Philip suggested. Coco was stunned. "Facility? You mean an asylum?" he asked with shock.

I'm sure that he's the one that I'm gonna marry someday. Our families is in the same industry of business. Real estate company. They own the De Luxre while we own the La Domus. Our core businesses are in strategic landbank management, residential development, shopping centers, corporate businesses, and hotels & resorts. It also focusing on high-rise and mid-rise residential condominium and mixed-use developments. "I can talk to Tito Lavino if you want. I'll try to convince him. I won't let you stay in that place. What about us, Talianna? We won't see each other that much. I won't let that happen!" Frustration filled his voice.

Diandra confesses. “ and even now, in the Arms of your enemy, you still make my life a living hell, what makes it different between him and Lucien? They both took you against your will yet you are hypocritical to fall in love with your captor, and not only mate him but have his child! What gives you the right to have that life and not me!” “ you’re sick”

"What do you mean by captive? Aren't you his mate?" "I don't understand the concept of your world." I began, peering into Alpha Sofiane's steel grey eyes. "Two days ago. My life was my own. The next minutes. I was too drunk for my own good and encountered a man being murdered. I was supposed to be next too but seemed like someone had other plans. Now I'm trapped in this house with a demented werewolf. If you think I was dangerous and not to be trusted like your mind keeps screeching out, do you think I would sit here and just wait for you?"

Collette said as she mimicked Allen's expressionless face earning a chuckle from the two guys. "Oh sure. Go ahead." Primo said and the girl left. "So, I'm Cain, set designer and I'm here to tell you the theme for today." The designer started. "Please to meet you, Mr. Cain." "Am too. Y'know you're such a pretty ypung man, good for a model." the latter said as he examined Primo from head to toe. "Thank you, but I have no interest in modeling." Primo chuckled nervously as he lightly scratched his cheek.

The guard announced that he had the cage. Throwing my hands up in the air I screwed my face and crossed my arms as he opened the door. Metal walls were brought inside and I glared at Nikolai in disgust. “Yeah, I'm being put inside of a freaking kennel,” I muttered and he grinned. “Do you prefer the chains and cuffs or better yet the dungeons?” Pinching my mouth, I turned away from him, and, seething as I sat there, I watched from my peripherals while the guards built the four-foot by six-foot cage.

"Why would you think I care? Gianni kidnapped me, Talon. I am his captive, this isn't some twisted love story, I have no interest in Gianni at all." "Yeah? You keep telling yourself that." I crossed my arms and glared out of the window. I pushed my food around on my plate. "What's wrong, Gattina?" "Nothing." "You've barely touched your food and you look annoyed. Don't lie to me." I sighed and dropped my fork, "Nothing is wrong, I'm just in a bad mood. Can you drop it, please?" "Fine. I have some associates I need to meet and then I'll be back at the hotel. Would you like Talon to take you back, or would you like to go with me?"

Sophie shifted her seat beside me as she spoke. “What do you mean their first?” The coldness of the Dark Woods seemed to grow stronger and stronger each moment. The rustling in the woods, the howls of the wolves, and the invisible eyes that I felt before seemed to flood all my senses. Petra locked her eyes on Sophie. “We are not their first.” Everyone’s eyes and ears were all focused on Petra. “We are not the first captives the blood drinkers took.” Sophie gasped beside me with her hand placed over her mouth.