Cinta Terhalang Novels & Stories

"How do you know about Elise?" Lena vanished into the shadows, leaving Deuce stunned. A chill crept up his spine. Lena's words echoed in his mind: "You'll never control her." Deuce stepped forward, determination etched on his face. But an unseen force repelled him. He tried again, pushing against the resistance. The force strengthened, unyielding. Deuce's eyes narrowed, resolve hardened. He took another step. Suddenly, the force exploded, flinging him backward. Deuce crashed into the wall, pain erupting in his head. Blood dripped from a gash on his forehead.

-"Please don't get me wrong. It isn't my intention to offend you. The reason I came here today is because I am completely desperate. I want Melina back in my life. I love her, I can't live without her!" -"Do you hear yourself? Melina is a married woman, how can you say such things? I am sorry I can no longer hear those indecencies!" I scolded him and abruptly stood up. -"Please my Countess sit. You have to understand me! I can't live without her. You must help me!" -"I am sorry I can't" I told him firmly. -"My Countess I beg of you. A chance is all I ask! A few minutes will be more than enough for me" he said desperately.

Zendedari crushed down his natural predatory nature, held himself utterly still, her body imprisoned between his immovable one and the wall. Caitlin cleared her throat, tried again. "It can’t work. I have obligations. I can’t afford a relationship right now. And you’re looking for something intense, passionate, forever, some eternal bond. I’m just not like that. I don’t have all that much to give anyone." Her fingers twisted together in agitation; he felt his heart twist in answer. The smile deep in his soul at her foolish words never found its way to his face.

He hissed softly: "I have no relationship with that person." Voz Marken made a small "Oh" sound, then shrugged, and calmly said: "I was wrong, I almost forgot that we are vampires. And vampires are cold-blooded creatures. Where to get affection? Moreover, it's still with a human..." "Enough! Voz Marken!" Per Ignos coldly interrupted him, he took a deep breath, his forehead already full of blue veins, "Stop talking nonsense, take him back!" Drug? Title? Kann Halley? Vampire? Human? Affection?

“I need to figure out our next move.” “No,” I corrected her softly, “we do.” Her face crumpled. “Kieran, I can’t even get close to you. I don’t–” she sucked in a rasping breath. “I want you, but I don’t know how we can move on from this.” She shook her head again. “But you’re right. We need to figure this out, and fast. Did they say why they can’t get in?” “They just said something was blocking them.”

My wolf feels it, too. She rises, slipping into the astral plane as my body hums with pleasure. She reaches out toward his wolf. They stand before each other. His wolf is large. Powerful. Blue as a velvet night. Her paws begin to glow as she reaches toward him. But she halts. An invisible wall sits where his heart should be. Blocking the bond. ‘Erianna… I can’t bond him. Something stops me.’ I don’t listen. The pleasure overrides everything. ‘Caution with this one.’ She warns again.

He clenched his fists out of self -annoyance. "Why don't you tell her? How difficult is it to tell the woman you love that you can't return to her for the time being because you still have responsibilities to your family?" Luca couldn't answer or, more accurately, he didn't have an answer for Tilaine because what his friend said was true. Why is he unable to tell Carnation?

His voice trailed off, his teeth grinding together until the vein in his jaw stood out sharply. “It’s good you can still feel her,” Tharion said. “It means she’s alive. Have you been able to link to her?” “No. Something’s blocking us. It’s like a wall separating our thoughts.” Kaplan’s eyes dropped to the ground. “This is killing me.”

"If you want me to forgive you, then wait three years." He lit up, then faltered. "Why three years?" "I'm going overseas to study. It might take longer. If you don't want to wait—" "I'll wait," he cut in, almost tripping over the words. "If it means you'll forgive me, I'll wait for as long as it takes..." He kept talking, piling promise after promise. However, I didn't listen to any of them. All I heard was him saying, again and again, that he would wait.