Falling For You Secondhand Serenade Novels & Stories

Spreading her thighs apart with cruel hands. And then — his mouth. Hot. Demanding. Devouring. Sera screamed through the sheets, hips bucking furiously. But he kept her pinned down. Tongue stroking her relentlessly. Flicking. Circling. Propelling her higher and higher until her vision faded. --- She was so close. So close. Sobbing, pleading. But just as she was about to collapse— He drew back. Left her hollow. Desperate. Ruined.

After all, she hadn’t visited Serene City in months. Shaking off the thought, Darwin picked up a document, but his focus was gone. --- In Serene City, rain fell softly, a light drizzle casting a somber mood over the landscape. Fiona stepped out of the cab, her hands full—roses, purple daisies, and two bottles of wine. The cemetery caretaker spotted her and hurried over with an umbrella. “Fiona, it’s not your usual time. What brings you here today?” “I just wanted to visit,” Fiona replied with a polite smile.

My cheeks warm, because it’s true, and I hate that it’s true, and I love that it’s true all at once. I glance back down at the notebook. “I didn’t mean to,” I confess. “It just… happened.” Serena’s voice is soft. “That’s usually the best kind.” I adjust my grip on the guitar. “Okay. Next is Home in Your Hands.” I play it. It’s tender. Domestic. The kind of love song that doesn’t scream—it just breathes. You hold the door like it’s a vow, like I’m something you won’t let fall,

Her breath brushed his collar, his arm, his warmth wrapped around her like the music. She wasn't sure when it happened, but somewhere in between the dancing, the slow turns and the witty banter and softer confessions, Serena realized she was falling. For him. For Damien. All her worries fell away. And she realized she never wanted the song to end. Never wanted the night to end. She wanted to stay like this forever… with him. Serena looked up at him then, and Damien looked down at her, and neither spoke even if there was still alot they wanted to say.

She quickly snapped back to her senses, realizing what she was doing, and hurriedly pulled her hand back. However, just as her hand left the gown, a hot hand grabbed it back. He pressed her hand to his chest, feeling the strong and rapid beat of his heart. “Serena, did you hear that?!” Serena’s face turned red, and she lowered her head. “Hear what?!” “My heart is speaking! It’s saying… I love you!” “…” Serena felt heat spreading throughout her body, so intense that even her mouth felt dry. She licked her lips, trying to pull her hand back.

“Do you think I'm going to waste a thousand for a normal sleepover? I pay for a one night stand. It's not my fault that you missed that details.” Darrem faces Serene with so little gap. Their face was almost touching. Darrem stared at her lips and imagine its taste. “No. I don't want to do it. I'm sorry.” Serene shoved him away. She was trembling and was nearly crying. She gets up the bed and took her heels out of her feet. She walked to the sofa and sat on it. She was so close on breaking down, but she cannot show it to a stranger. Darrem watched her as she sat on the sofa. Her knees was trembling and she was wiping her cheeks.

You make not falling for you harder. ****

Alexander felt as if his dream was playing right in front of him. God must be really playing some kind of wicked trick with him. There is no way that an omega of his dreams exist in reality too. It felt surreal. What kind of tricks was God playing on him? He stared at the omega for a couple of seconds , probably making the omega shift in her seat. He didn't even know that he was looking like a creep at the moment but he somehow pulled himself away from the trance. The waitress came to take the order and they ordered two iced vanilla latte .

And yet… “You can have a better life,” he continued, his voice like silk wrapping around her. “A life free from pain. From struggling. I’ll make sure you never have to beg, never have to suffer.” He leaned in again, his lips almost brushing hers. “Be mine, and I’ll make sure you rise above everyone who ever looked down on you.” Her head swam, the scent of him, the heat of his body, the dangerous promise in his words clouding her thoughts. “You don’t own me.”