Dear Benjamin Read Online Novels & Stories

I held Benjamin’s hands and started remembering a very very few happy incidents that happened to me and realized when you are with the right person you will automatically remember only good things in love. “No, when you start healing and decide to choose peace over revenge you will start remembering only good things in your life. It has nothing to do with people.” Benjamin said to read my thoughts but I asked him to not read my thoughts playfully and was a little embarrassed because I sometimes think random nonsense and I don't want him to know everything. “I would love to hear the random nonsense which you do in your mind.” he said in a whisper and kissed my cheeks making it turn as red as

She uncrumpled the paper and began reading it aloud. "Dear Sir Benjamin, My days are up. Cancer has had me in its claws and I have been fighting it for a year. You have done so much for me and my family. I know you did not want to visit me when I was bedridden. I know you don't want me to speak of what happened between us.

I had built a life I was proud of, one where I commanded respect and held my head high. Benjamin’s POV After securing Abigail's release and returning to the hotel, I couldn't shake the image of Racheal from my mind. The transformation was astounding. The weak, calm, and heartbroken woman I left behind was now a confident, powerful professional. I felt a strange mix of admiration and regret. I needed to understand what had happened in her life since our bitter divorce. I booked a flight for Abigail back to Bologna; I didn’t want to leave just yet. I felt I should try and find out what Racheal has been up to ever since our divorce. But I gave Abigail the excuse that I wanted to try and handle

As I was walking back to my bunk I stopped at the foot of Ben’s new bed and I could smell his aftershave, but I couldn’t quite put my finger on it. I couldn’t figure out what it actually smelt like. It was really strange. When I heard everyone else coming towards the bunk house I sat on my bed and grabbed a book out and started reading it. “What’s that?” Ben asked, sitting on his bed. “It’s just an old book. I don’t even know where I got it from. I’ve just always had it.” I explained. So he leaned over and looked at the title. “Interview with a Vampire. That’s an interesting story for a Hunter to read.” He said.

"Just a problem; how to take him?" Adaline's eyes widened. "Yes, where is he?" "Here," said Ben in a smug voice; the three Hardys stopped from poring over the Adaline collection of books on the shelves to see what was going on. "Here? You mean you guys came to ask me to predict where Markus is right now?" "Not really, Madam," said Ben emphatically. Rain was a little surprised to see the change in Benjamin's attitude toward Adaline. Slowly and slightly by little, Benjamin's character, which Rain never recognized, begins to unfold. Rain didn't expect to find a man like that—a bit of a tease.

I asked distractedly. "Mr. Linden-Hawthorne, of course." It took a while for Benjamin's next text to come, but when I did, it set me on fire. Benjamin: I'll put my money where my mouth is any day of the week. But first, I'll put my mouth on you. I want to know how your cunt tastes. I bet it's as sweet as your mouth, isn't it? I've been fantasizing about you nonstop. You're the one I see when I stroke my cock every morning in the shower. Wanna bet I can't fuck you senseless?

The three of them wondered at once looking at Benjamin who was smoking. "Read the letter!" Benjamin ordered. They had read what was written on the paper and were shocked when they found out what was said. "How—sh*t!"

Rachel had not replied much then, but the words stayed with her longer than she expected. When she finally got up, she moved around the house quietly. Benjamín was already awake in the living room. He was sitting more comfortably now than before, his body showing clear signs of recovery, even though he was still not fully strong. “Good morning, Miss” Benjamin said lightly. “Huh?” Rachel smirked “Problem?” He asked “No, sir. Thank you. Good morning.” She gave the sarcastic remark. “I think I love being jobless because I can't imagine the stress of going to work every morning.” He said

He was sitting on the other side of the king sized bed,opposite the first guy who spoke. 'See,I'm learning to read through his thought. I got what he said in his mind.' Ben said telepathically to the guy who sat on the reading table. He was reading a book. He scoffed at what Benjamin just said. 'Yeah right. He only allowed you to read through it. It's not like you can do it as you want.' The guy reading the book said. Another guy stayed at the far end of the room. He was watching the news. Right there in the television, people were running helter skelter. Houses were being burnt at the background of the newscaster.

Benjamin simply grabbed the papers, his eyes cutting across the room to lock onto mine. "Get up, Jane," Benjamin whispered. "The soft life is officially dead. It's time to run."