Fated Hands Lori Ameling Mga Nobela at Kwento

But the further the game went, the more her confidence wavered. “I win again," Amelia said, laying down her final set of cards with a soft smile tugging at her lips. Lorraine froze, stunned. Then, she exploded. "What? How is that even possible? I had such a good hand!" Amelia tilted her head, that same smile still lingering. "Don't you know?" Lorraine blinked. "Know what?" “A good hand, played badly, is just a guaranteed loss." Amelia’s tone was calm, almost casual, but the meaning wasn't lost on anyone.

I just needed to find a way to bring her back to me. “I think that is not such a bad thing, Beta.” Her thumb traced a pattern over my hand, and sent shivers through my body. Her touch sent my body into overdrive, and made me realize just how much I had been missing it. It had felt like an eternity since she had touched me. But, now, here, as she did, it felt so good, and that was simply the touch of her hand. In her doing so, I knew that I was a fool to think I could ever walk away from this girl. Even without her memories, she was still my girl. Still my sweet Aria. Maybe we could fall in love again. I raised my eyes, and met her gaze, those beautiful big eyes focused so heavily upon mine a

Lorcan replied, taking her hand and kissing it. Amelia was speechless. She never imagined someone as savage as Lorcan could be this gentle. She felt the roughness of his large hands, the scars etched into them—proof of countless battles. “How about I mark you now?” Lorcan asked casually. Amelia’s eyes widened in shock. “If you do that, there’s no turning back. What would you even gain from an omega like me?” she asked seriously. “You’re my fated mate. A gift from the Moon Goddess. What more could I ask for?” Lorcan replied, genuinely puzzled.

I threw it open—and saw Loria sitting upright, wild-eyed, one hand pressed to her belly and the other clenched around the amulet, still pulsing faintly. Audrey didn’t waste a second. “Loria,” she said calmly but firmly, walking straight to the bed. “What did you see in the vision?” Loria’s eyes snapped at her. “I can show you.” she whispered. “Show me,” Audrey asks, astonished. “Yes,” she holds out both of her hands. “Take my hands.” Audrey doesn’t hesitate. She places her hands into Loria’s. They both close their eyes. Audreys body goes taunt. Her face contorted in pain and panic the same way Loria’s had.

Ruth`s POV It stung a little when Ethan cut the palm of my hand with the knife and then he handed the knife to me and held him out. I dragged the knife across the palm of his hand before handing it back to the elders. I grabbed his hand that I cut with mine as the elders started the ceremony to bond us as Alphas` of the pack. When the ceremony was over it was time for the food that was prepared. Ethan had given Harry full control and I gave Sam back control. Sam's POV

he breathed, the word not blasphemy, not rote prayer. Awe. Luna lifted her right hand, palm up. A little ember of lightning bloomed there—a small, contained sphere of pale white-blue, crackling softly, bright enough to stain her fingers in stark light. With her left hand, she reached back without looking. Elia’s rough, familiar hand slid into it without hesitation. Their fingers laced. Grounding. She lifted their joined hands a fraction.

Of all her features, she was the proudest of her soft hands, but now, Melody had forcefully fractured those very same hands. "My hand… My hand!!!" Elvira clung to Sean, screeching and sobbing uncontrollably with a hoarse voice. "I still have a lot of important upcoming photoshoots for my hands. I even spent hundreds and thousands of dollars on insurance for them! I want this woman dead! Dead I say!!" Melody's eyes were filled with disdain. "Just hundreds and thousands of dollars for a pair of hands? Don't make me laugh. I would have no problem affording ten pairs of your hands if I had to."

The next events seemed to unfold almost in slow motion. Lori tripped on the leg of the table and lost her balance, stumbling forward. Dale, who had been approaching to shadow Aian on his way out, leapt forward and caught her before she hit the ground. She caught his hand as she fell, steadying herself, and looked up to presumably thank him. Nothing came out of her mouth though. They both stood, frozen as they stared at each other. Aian only had time to blink in confusion before he noticed the pulsing light emanating out from both their wrists.

His hands wrapped around my neck. “if I can't have you then no one else will have you, not even that bastard Zander. I see they're trying to get close to him that must be why you were talking with Silas. Is he trying to match the both of you together? is he trying to make arrangements for your wedding or perhaps is he trying to make you have more babies after what happened to the first one? I won't let that happen again. I stood aside watching you give what belonged to me to him. I swear that I would rather have you dead than see it happen”

However, I didn't know why I was feeling this embarrassed since I have been with far more superior people than the people here. A cool hand touched the small of my back and I twisted to see Ellen next to me. “He is about to call your name and you are to walk up the stage to him." She instructed, then added, “But before that, you need to breathe because you are so stiff." I nodded and took in a deep breath before letting it out slowly. “I found love, all in the person of Lady Elena, daughter of Baron and Baroness Lockser of Candor.” I walked up to him as soon as he said my name and everyone began to whisper;