Gone With The Wind Fanfiction Novels & Stories

. I had forgiven her a long time ago, although I hadn’t got a chance to tell her yet. I touched Finley’s face softly and said “you’re my mate Finley.” Finley looked up at me and swallowed before she said “I Finley Séad reject you King Elias Wentworth.” It hurt so bad to hear these words and I refused to accept them “No I won’t accept your rejection.” Finley turned around and walked away, but I walked after her. “Finley you’re meant to be with me. We can figure something out, “ I told her. But she kept on walking. “Finley please”, I begged. “No I made a promise”, she said “now leave me alone” but I kept walking after her. “A promise to who?” I asked, but Finley kept walking. “I said leave me

I reach out for Ward's hand but he is pushed away from me by the growing wind that is gusting through my room. "Ward!" I call out over the wind. I try to shield my eyes from the wind as I look through the room for Ward. Finally I catch a glimpse of him. He is pinned against the wall by the wind. Quickly I glaze around the room, looking for the source of the wind but I cannot see anyone or anything. Dodging my things that are swirling through the room I slowly make my way over to Ward. Using all of my strength I try to pull him away from the wall but it is as if he is glued to it.

Her mate the alpha prince of the Crescent Moon Pack, rejected her, as his mate and future Luna of the pack," he declares with icy detachment, not sparing a single glance on her before retreating into his car. What happens when the one you're meant to be with, rejected you? will she find another or fight for what is hers?

I asked, voice rough with exhaustion. “I think,” he said carefully, “it’s scared of what we become when we stop trying to be perfect, and just… burn together.” I smiled into his skin. “I’m not afraid,” I whispered. He kissed the top of my head. “Then neither am I.” But outside, the wind shifted. The scent of ash reached us on the air. And far in the distance… A howl rose. Not wild. Not mourning. But marching.

Then we made love for hours, and Luc joined us after a while. Wait Rowan… where is he? Luc and Tate? I panic, and move to turn back but a huge gust of wind pushes me back, literally stopping me from moving forward. I push my hands into the wind like they’ll help. “You are impossibly stubborn! Hah! Made in my image indeed,” the voice says, as I continue to push against the wind. It’s pointless and before I know it, the glow is consuming me.

In the third year of our development assignment in the Northwest, my husband, Jason Hale, suddenly submitted a request to return to the capital. His supervisor, Martin Reed, confronted him about it. "You only have one year left on your assignment. If you stay here and keep building your career, your future will be wide open. Breaking your contract and going back just to stand up for that student you've been sponsoring hardly seems worth it. "And what about your wife? She came all the way out here because of you. You're really going to leave her here by herself?" Jason didn't seem concerned. "I can't stand knowing Yvonne is all alone with no one to rely on. She's emotionally fragile. She can'

The night I decided to end my marriage, I met God. He gave me a chance to change the past by letting me meet my wife at eighteen. So I made two wishes. First, I wished she would stay out of that alley. Otherwise, the boy she loved would get hurt trying to save her. Second, I wished she would never confess her feelings to Ethan Lawson and would disappear from his life forever. Because by the time Claire Lane turned thirty, she no longer loved him.

Jasmine and I stepped forward together at the exact same time, our movements perfectly synced. A violent wind exploded through the clearing, roaring like a living beast that answered only to our power. Without breaking our grip, we raised our joined hands high into the sky. The moment we did, the wind turned into a storm. A massive, spinning hurricane formed around Lucious and his men in seconds. It swallowed them whole. The force slammed into them so hard their bodies were ripped off the ground. Rocks, dust, and debris swirled into the air as the whirlwind grew stronger.

At the hospital, she even told me that it did not matter if I lived or died. That was when I lost all hope. After I returned to the country, I started drinking a lot and gave the company to my cousin. On Wendy’s birthday, I drank even more. Then, I saw her again. She told me that she forgave me. She asked me if I wanted to be with her. I cried and said yes. I was willing to go anywhere with her, whether it was heaven or hell.

“Then how do you know?“ “Because of the wind, the wind whispers to us, it's pulling at our clothes and skin, guiding us towards it, the wind just shifted, we're here.“ The had shifted and scarf had been pushed of almost constantly, was it the magic of the palace? Did they notice me,no I doubt that. The wind was picking up speed, dust and grassblades began make a circle above us. “Hold on to me little one and don't let go!“, Will screamed and held my hand but I held on to his waist rapping my arms around his waist and burrowing my head onto his chest, I felt his hands rap around me. The wind blew harder and harder as heart thumped, I couldn't breath, the dust surrounding us was chocking. But