Cradle Me I'll Cradle You Novels & Stories

Least of all me. ---

Her eyes were half-hooded. "I love you," I murmured, looking into her eyes. I reached over, tucking a stray hair away from her face as I caressed her cheek tenderly. "I love you so very much. You're my world. In case a day ever comes when you doubt my love for you, remember this. From the day I met you, I was no longer me. I only existed because of you... You're a part of me, half of my soul. How could I not love my own soul? I'll love you for eternity..."

I began strumming it with sorrow enveloping my heart, and I didn't realize I was already singing the song that I have written for Dominic. Walkin' on barefoot tryin' to reach you Runnin' on naked hopin' to find you Jumpin' on endless wantin' to see you Fallin' on wingless askin' to touch you I want to feel that lovin' in you Do what it takes just to hold you I count three nails and one cross That's how I'm gonna show you That's three nails and a cross That's how I'm gonna love you And I would crucify my love to you, I offer you my life

James dragged Kiel far from me and I watch them but later on check out the car, and when I hold the hood of the car my head hurt a little and I close my eyes and a memory appear… not really a memory but rather a sound of the car in full speed and me screaming with enthusiasms. “What the hell was that?” “Is there something wrong?” James asked that made me look at him. I bite my lips and told them about the memory and they both look at each other while nodding. “We should eat our lunch together.” James suggested and before I knew it I get inside the car and felt the familiar feeling once again and I just smile through it. “Cradle to grave.” James suddenly said that made me look at him and felt

Mrs D'crus said when Crystal replied, "I...I am not going to do anything, Ma'am. I just...I will leave just after seeing the future mother of my babies. I know I'm not eligible to be called as their mother for my entire life, and I know they're with me until they're inside me, so all I can now do is to see their future mother. Please...I will leave just after seeing her." Crystal said, and this time tears started rolling down through her cheeks.

His thick brows furrow as he scans me, no doubt searching for a sign of my sincerity. If I were him, I’d doubt myself, too. After everything, he deserves reassurance, and I’ll give him as much as he desires. I take his face in my hands and stare intently into his eyes, battling my hot cheeks and the urge to crawl into a hole and never come out. “I, Makayla Pride, accept you, Rafael Crane, as my mate and the other half of my moon.”

Choose me instead, oh, love me instead, I’m here, always waiting, I’ll never get tired, take however long you need, With you, I’m in love, No matter how stupid it may sound, Smile for me, my jade eyed raven. ~~

“Claim me, make me yours. Do anything you want with my body. I would risk my own life just to call you mine. And for you to call me yours. Take my life away.“ He grabbed my hands and caressed his cheeks using it. He closed his eyes as he felt the warmth of it. “Own me. Own me, Crimson.” ⚘ little ⊹ lies ··································································································································

She dropped it into her lap and placed her shiny cup of coffee on the ground beside her. It took a few minutes of sitting there with Raul’s map before her, analyzing it, thinking, pushing away the distractions, before her memory began to retrieve details of the map she had studied countless times before. Her mind had been awry since her fall over the ledge, but somewhere within, the image was there. In part, she could recall her husband’s crudely-sketched work. She tried to envision the patchwork map of the mountainside region where Damon had theorized the Mourner’s Cradle to be. Three X’s were marked at equal distances from one another, along with a question mark in their center.

Marianna's POV "Rock-a-bye baby in the tree top. When the wind blows the cradle will rock. When the bough breaks, the cradle will fall. And down will come Baby, Cradle and all." I kept humming after her eyes became heavy with sleep. She can't keep staring at me. She's giving up. Her pretty brown eyes won't last. I hummed softly lowering my tone until i kept silent. I lay her down in her crib. She's really pretty. I'm truly blessed to have her.