Flynn Rider Smolder Novels & Stories

Alex asked huskily, making me shiver in some unknown desires. "No..nothing." I stammered. Huh! What happened to me? Now why am I stammering? God! I wanna crawl under earth. "By any chance, is she having some kinky thoughts while teasing me?" Alex asked in his sexy voice, turning my ears red in colour. "Gosh! Stop it Alex! You're taking these teasings to the next level!" I exclaimed while fanning my face that's currently feeling hot with his comments. "Your word is an order, your highness!" Alex exclaimed, making me laugh out loud.

There was something glowing in my mind that was about to explode. The fleeting feelings of unknown was at the center of my thoughts. At this moment I am a prisoner in a free world. Every corners of my mind seemed to speak by themselves and my heart seemed to be in ablaze. I stared blankly at the bright light in house in daze. It was like my eyes were roving around for something which I was not there. Something beyond its reach it persisted and jammed my heart with queer thoughts. In this night, I felt like embracing somebody. My heart felt lonely and devoid while my whole body seemed into be in flames.

He seems to pick up on the cue and looks back towards the other girls. “I’ve never seen you ladies in here before, although I’m sure your friends having me on and her name is actually Hayley. She just doesn’t want you guys to know, she knows me” He flashes me a grin and I shake my head again. What is this guys deal? Macy laughs “Her name really is Grace, Grace Smalls. She’s a teacher at the local primary school” “Macy!” I yell at her. What the heck is she doing. Telling this random guy my full name and employment details. Does she want me to get bloody kidnapped?

But, Ryan’s words had pierced through me like a thousand daggers, each one sharper with a sarcastic smile. “You can’t keep her in your gilded cage forever, Aiden,” Ryan had said, his smug grin grating on my nerves. “She’s not some trophy to be won. You let her go for even a second, and she’ll run to me. Face it—you’ll never be the man she wants.” I clenched my fists under the table, the urge to wrap my hands around his throat barely contained. But I didn’t. I had to be smarter than that. Killing him in a public bar would solve nothing, and besides, I wanted to break him in a way he would never forget.

She was hoping for him to say something, but he never did. "I guess you're right," Ahankara smiled back, before sighing. "That's just how fate works." She looked at Yashvir with tender eyes and a soft smile. "Flames, no matter how dangerous, always seem to be drawn towards roses." - - - - - -