Falling For My Ruthless Savior Novels & Stories

Why is he taking forever? I try to scan for him, but before I can lift my eyes, my body and vision give up. I start my way down, but instead of hitting the floor, I fall into the strong arms of someone. I don't bother to force my eyes to open because I know they can't. To whoever has rescued me, whether my nightstand or a different nightstand, I am so grateful. I let my head rest on my savior's chest, and as he starts his way to where only he knows, sleep takes over me.

I ask and narrow my eyes at the girl's picture in my hand . Your old man is a man or fucking question mark , girl? "Sexual enslavement clubs , let's see what else we find out by tomorrow" I put down the picture and cock my eyebrows. Is it a coincidence that he's giving up his daughter as debt payment to his biggest enemy , suddenly talking to our other biggest rival and talking of sexual slavery ? When we could sense Richard is plotting something ? Fucking not! "I'm meeting him tomorrow , let's see" i say and my jaw clenches.

I felt weak and tired, unable to run anymore. I reach for the tree in front of me as everything begins to spin. I feel my body sway and I miss the tree and fall forward. Ryder and Richard once again fall from my shoulders. Ryder doesn't make a sound, he's out cold but Richard grunts. "Damn it Thaddeus, I told you to be careful!" I hear Zendaya say and I growl at her. "Goddess Zendaya. You don't listen for shit!" "Don't give me that mister, YOU don't listen for shit!"

"I'm not sorry for wanting you to change sides, for knowing you're better than the Vampire's you pledge your loyalty to. I'm not sorry for knowing you deserve so much more." For a second, I thought he would turn away from me, and leave me broken hearted yet again. Instead of turning away, he stepped closer. He was teetering on the edge of a cliff, unsure whether to save himself or to enjoy the blood-rushing fall. Without hesitation, I threw myself from the cliff and enjoyed every moment of the fall. I wanted him, more than I had ever wanted anything. My soul called out to his own, begged him to join me in the fall.

His voice slithered through the air. I took a step back, my pulse pounding. "What do you want?" I demanded. His smirk deepened. "What I’ve always wanted, to watch you fall." The shadows twisted around me, shifting and morphing. A scene unfolded before my eyes, Kael lying on the ground, broken and bloodied. A sharp pain shot through my chest. I ran toward him, but with every step, he seemed farther away. "You can’t save him," Raven whispered in my ear. "You can't even save yourself."

“You don’t know what my father and Saida are capable of!” “So you’re going to let them die?!” I scream. “Never!” he roars. We’re both breathing hard now. I shove him again, but my foot catches the edge of the rug. Everything happens too fast. We lose balance, and we fall. The bed hits my back. And suddenly he’s on top of me. My hands are trapped between us. My heart is racing wildly. “Get off me,” I breathe. He doesn’t move. “I will save them,” he says through clenched teeth. “But I am not sacrificing you to do it.”

“I want what you owe me, Ethan.” “I don’t owe you anything,” he replied, his eyes narrowing. “Oh, but you do,” Sophia countered. “You left me high and dry when we were on the brink of something extraordinary. Do you have any idea what that did to me? To my reputation?” “You’re delusional if you think I’m responsible for your failures,” Ethan said, his voice calm but firm. “You made your choices. You took the risks.” “And now, I’m taking another one,” Sophia said, her smile turning predatory. “Nathan has been very helpful in understanding your...vulnerabilities.”

Her thighs squeezed in renewed desire, her core aching in wordless, ardent agony at the sheer liquid intensity of his libidinous promise. Get. A. Grip She mercilessly castigated herself, her knuckles becoming white from the severity of her grip on the phone. This unraveling, shameless desire was neither ethical nor permissible under any conditions! Damien Blackwood was a towering financial genius, a hedonistic ruler, and an unrivaled corporate raptor. However, to her, he eventually represented the single most important means to an infinitely bigger professional purpose. That was all he could ever be. Not some wildly virile siren enticing her into dangerous territory of carnal stupidity. She

I felt my own tears mix with the blood making the blood stream down my face like mascara does in the rain. I take a faltering step backwards. I cannot hold myself up any longer. As I start to fall, I do not feel the Rogue King grabbing for me as he usually does. He is angry that I did not continue. I feared the repercussions of his anger for my shortcomings. As I continued to fall in slow motion, I suddenly landed on a muscular cushion. I felt sparks run across my body. Before I close my eyes, I look for the eyes of my muscular cushion. “Adam” I sigh before I escape into the safety of the darkness.

His heart beats for just one girl now, and that was his curvy beauty Nicole Francis, but how was he going to get her back before she fell into the hands of Principal Francis once more, he would have to get her back no matter what, he would not care what Principal Francis would do to him, he would save Nicole from her father’s clutches. It would be his price to pay, he loved her far more than her curves, he had not come to South Africa to find new love, he had come broken and completely detached, but seeing her had brought out the liveliness back into him and he would get her back at any cost, even if he had to sacrifice himself to Principal Francis