Caught In His Arms Novels & Stories

Pero hindi niya alam kung saan at paano iyon napunta kay Darius. "I'm not sure how it got into your hands, but thanks for finding it. Akin na." Lumapit siya para kunin ang singsing, pero gumalaw si Darius sa huling segundo. Dumulas ang kamay niya at nahulog siya sa dibdib ni Darius. His arms caught her firmly, and the sudden press of her figure against him sent an unexpected warmth rushing through him.

I inhaled Evron scent as he took me in his arms, wrapping me to a peaceful sleep. ●To be continue

“What are you—shit!” He cursed when I pulled him on his shoulder and I quickly wrapped my right arm around his neck. Napapikit pa ako nang mariin at inihanda ang sarili ko na bumagsak kami sa mga tuyong dahon na inipon niya. I didn’t realize what happened next dahil sa labis na takot at kaba ko. I kept my eyes shut firmly while my arm was firmly around his neck and my hand was clutching at his clothing on his chest.

I dislocated her arm and kick her matapos ko gumulong at makalayo sa kanya ngayon. Arman is about to caught my hand ng tinuon ko ang kamay ko sa sahig and wrap my legs to his nape, hinampas ang ulo nito gamit ang handle ng katana, his blood are on my hands now, tumuntong ako sa balikat nito at sinipa ang ulo ni Arman. I landed on the open space at malapit na sa edge ng building.

This is going to be painful! "Yeah, a frog. But definitely a prince one." Someone spoke close to my ears. Didn't I slip? I opened my eyes. I'm in someone's arms. But who? I looked up to recognize who's the one who caught me from falling. "Kanji?" I whispered, but I think it's audible. "Did I startled you?" His blue eyes are now an inches away from my gray ones. I found his left arms around my waist to support me from falling, while his right hand is holding the disinfectant spray.

I don't want to disturb him. Nang gumalaw siya at nagpalit ng side, he held my arm gamit ang malalaki niyang braso. Mahigpit 'yon but not too tight. Medyo napa-higa ako nang kaunti dahil sa ginawa niya. His eyes are still close. Mukhang tulog pa siya. Napangiti ako. I'm gently escaping his masculine arms that wrapped my one arm, kaunti pa and finally, nakawala din ako sa mga braso niyang 'yon.

"O-Okay, ingat." Tumango naman siya at tumalikod na. Humakbang na siya ng dalawang beses pero bigla siyang pumihit pabalik. Next thing I knew I was trapped in his arms. Sobrang higpit ng yakap niya kaya napaawang ang mga labi ko. He’s so warm. "Carter?"

he breathed, almost running toward her. The moment his eyes landed on her swollen arm, the dried blood, the bruises, napakuyom ang panga niya, as if someone punched him straight in the ribs. He reached her in seconds. Without a single word, he pulled her gently, carefully into his arms. It wasn’t rushed. It wasn’t desperate. It was protective. Like someone finally catching something fragile that the world repeatedly tried to break. His hand cupped the back of her head, his embrace firm yet painfully gentle, parang takot siyang mas lalo siyang masaktan.

I was about to fell on my knees when he run our distance and caught my waist, pulling me closer to his body. Wala sa sarili akong napahawak sa kanyang braso. He wrapped his arms around me. Warmth spread all over me and I felt safe in his arms. Napapikit ako nang mariin saka ako pilit na tumayo. Maagap naman siya sa pag-alalay sa akin upang makatayo ako.

He is swaying. "Cairo," matalim kong sabi, habang papalapit. "Hoy. Tingnan mo ako." His eyes try to focus. Miss. Catch. Miss again. “I’m okay,” he murmurs—and then his knees buckle. I catch him by instinct. He’s burning.