Dust In The Wind Fanfic Novels & Stories

I felt the pull again, the bond between us, still buried deep in my chest like a glowing ember. “I don’t know if I can forgive you,” I whispered. He stepped closer, slowly, carefully. “Then let me prove I deserve it.” His hand reached out. I didn’t take it. But I didn’t step away either. Then a sudden gust of wind hit us both. Strong. Sharp. The trees around us bent, leaves spinning into the air. Finnick turned quickly, eyes narrowing. “Did you feel that?” I nodded slowly. “Something’s wrong.” We both stared into the forest. It had gone quiet. Too quiet.

Afraid this isn't going to work with the amount of damage that's been done to him. At that exact moment he hears a beautiful angelic voice in the background as Addison starts to hum her tune. This tune sounds different. The melody is different and there's more power behind it, it's also louder. Aiden can see and feel the sparkling dust as it floats down around them. The wind that is violently swirling around them seems to have no effect on this strange dust as it gently flutters down onto them. Julian clings to Addison as she wraps her arms around him. The wind seems to not affect either one of them. Not even their hair is moving from the wind.

Todd had held that album, tears streaming down his face. I teased him for being sentimental, but he took my hand, sniffling. "Harper, I love you so much. We're going to be together forever. Promise me you'll never leave me, okay?" I had believed every word, never knowing love could erode under the weight of time. The album was never opened again. It ended up crammed inside the box with our graduation gowns, tossed carelessly into the dumpster. "Because..." I whispered, "I am allergic to peaches."

My heart was in my chest as I tried to reach Ace, the failed connection was proof that we were now far from each other. That he hadn't caught my scent like I prayed. I held my breath, casting my gaze down in anxiety while keeping up with Derek's long paces. I thought of a way to stall the movement when I felt a rough air hit my cheek, I looked up and realized that there was a whirlwind and everyone stopped to block their faces from the heavy clouds of dust that came with the violent wind. "Let her go!"

Luca smashed the window with his bare hands after reading through everything, not caring that the shards were strewn across the floor, and that his hand was cut and bleeding. Never could he have expected that the woman he had always trusted the most had been a liar from the very start, while the wife he always doubts was the one he should have trusted! He sent his men after Lina, only to be told that she had already fled. Seething, he gave two orders to all his men.

I flew up and almost went out of the room but I manged to get held over the doors that were almost taken down by the wind, my dress is getting tored apart , the wind scratched my face , my elbow now I am bleeding from it , the door slammed and pushed me that I have hit the walls outside the room , in the hallway , and I guess i fainted for a while , with fading sight of him , I saw his bandages being unwrapped revealing the burn mark I saw earlier when I was riding the horse with him, I felt it beating , like it was alive , it is shaped like a tree ! Jewel the maid rushed to me , and helped me to get up and tried to get me to leave but I pushed her and went straight to him through the en

Three years into our marriage, my husband, Colin Richardson, changed the username he'd used for six years. It became "AThousandAnswers." I asked him why. Colin ruffled my hair and smiled. "Doesn't your name have 'Ann' in it, silly?" I laughed. I even took a screenshot and posted it on social media with the caption: "My hopelessly unromantic husband just surprised me with the sweetest gesture." Then last weekend, I drove his car to pick up my mom. When I connected my phone to the bluetooth, another paired device popped up: "LoveHasAThousandKnots." Love Has a Thousand Knots. A Thousand Answers. My hand slipped off the steering wheel. That night, while he was in the shower, I opened t

With eyes filled with brutality, he then raised his hand high. I looked up at him fearlessly. "Go ahead, and hit me. Do you also think that I am destined to be unloved by my husband and die humiliated by a savage Rogue like my mother?" I spoke calmly, yet every single word pierced straight to the heart. Alpha Ethan's pupils trembled violently. His hand froze mid-air before finally dropping limply to his side. "Maya, you shouldn't have aired our dirty laundry like this."

I press the fabric to my face and inhale. Deep and desperate like a man drowning and looking for air. For a fleeting second, the fire cools down just enough for me to breathe, then it vanishes. The scent is fading, almost gone, panic slams into me, no don't disappear yet. My breathing turns uneven, ragged and my eyes start blurring as the Rut surges through me. Dax steps forward cautiously, voice low and urgent, “Kieran..listen to me.” “If you stay here,” he continues carefully. “You'll tear this wing of the barracks apart. “ a few seconds passes

WENDY: Wendy lay on her bed shivering from the cold night wind. She couldn't stand up to shut the curtain. The wind rattled her window frame. It featured wooden windows that pushed out. Wendy picked up her pillow to cover her head. Her eyes pressed shut. Her mind pictured Alpha Dax in the woods. The moment he raised his gaze and smirked at her. He knew she was coming to claim him. Wendy knew Dax was her fated mate. She loved him. She wanted to be his Luna only if wishes were true. Her tears soaked her bed, but she didn't care.