Hands Down Meaning

Five years had gone by since my death. The cops called my mom and told her they got news about me. My mother and brother marched to my grandmother's home and kicked her door down. "Where's Charlie? That shameless woman has been hiding from us far too long. Her brother needs her cornea, and she's giving it to him!" "Charlie's dead," said my grandmother, sobbing. My mother sneered. "As if. The cops called us. They said they had her news. Hand her over or get out of the house, you hag." My grandmother looked at her daughter, tears streaming down her cheeks. With trembling hands, she took my photo out. "I wonder if you've ever regretted saving your brother, Charlie."

My fiance, Caspian Knight, is a reputable Healer in the werewolf pack. His childhood friend, Sarah Gard, has been diagnosed with organ failure. It is fatal, and she has only one month left. To stay by her side in her final days, Caspian makes me drink the potion, and my wolf falls unconscious. During the month when my wolf is unconscious, I'll begin to forget about him completely. He doesn't know that the effect of the potion will last a lifetime, and I won't remember him for the rest of my life. Within the same month, he holds a wedding ceremony with Sarah. He hugs Sarah tightly under the falling petals. They hold each other's hands and receive blessings from everyone. A month later, he cries uncontrollably and goes down on his knees in front of me, questioning why I have yet to remember him.

“Please, stop," I gasped, my voice barely a whisper as Damien's lips trailed down my neck, sending shivers down my spine. I tilted my head to the side, giving him more access, unable to resist the pleasure he was giving me. "Are you sure you want us to stop?" Dorian's voice was teasing, his hands exploring my body in a way that made my heart race. "I have a mate," I managed to say, the words coming out in a breathless plea. "Don't worry, we'll make you forget all about him," Rhett murmured, his lips capturing my nipple, sending a jolt of desire through me. How did my fate take such a dramatic turn? Framed by my ruthless stepmother and rejected by my destined mate, I was cast out of my pack, forced to leave behind everything I knew. The decree was clear: never set foot in my former home again. Yet, life had other plans. Now, I find myself bound to not one, but three stunningly handsome and formidable alphas - my second chance mates. How did I go from outcast to the center of their attention?"

POWERS SERIES (BOOK TWO) ”I’m only here until my father’s debt is paid. I’m not your property,” I said, though my voice faltered under his piercing gaze. Owen smirked, stepping closer, his voice a low, dangerous growl. “Funny, because the moment you stepped into my territory, you became my property, mia cara, and I do not let go of what’s mine until I’ve taken everything I’m owed—and more.” Mae has spent her entire life trying to clean up her father’s messes. But when his largest debt lands her in the hands of Owen, the most feared Mafia Don in the country, her life takes a maddening turn. Owen built his empire on blood, power, and his unwavering belief that family is nothing but a weakness. Mae’s fierce loyalty and willingness to risk everything to protect her deadbeat father—and track down the mother who abandoned her—makes her more interesting than she already is. Trapped in a web of danger, desire, and impossible choices, Mae has to decide: How far will she go to save the people who’ve already let her down? And how long can she resist the pull of the man who claims to own her?

He pushed her strapless dress below her very ripe boobs as they were now out , seeking for attention . Her rounded, full and very pointed attractions .He moved his concentration down. His kisses had retracted to her neck , as it now headed for her very ripe full breast , her lips immediately engulfed her dark pointy niples as she moaned with his hand playing with the other .He bit on her nipples as she moaned out the feeling abit of Pain and pleasure , but the pain was pleasure and she wanted more. His hand had wondered down to her thighs and maybe more .She moaned in delight as hs hand reached her pleasure camp. She noticed his face now back to hers , Her hands lingered over his chest before they somehow found his belt , undoing it. ‘’Alicia…’’

The head which was expected to be held high to bear the crown of a princess, was bowed down in fear. The eyes which always saw love and care were forced to see blood and tears. The lips which were always smiling were quivering with horror and nightmare. The hands which were always held by her parents for safety and care, were now alone to shudder rapidly in fear. With time all wounds disappeared but their marks continued to boil her blood in vengeance for those who brought her here. The royal blood running in her veins will not let her stop till she has punished all those who played unfair. The girl was Ezra Grey Allistair and she was going to be everyone's worst nightmare. With eyes as blue as thunder and hair as dark as night. She was the resurrection of the strongest known wolf to exist. She was the thunder wolf. *Could be read stand alone.

Zara Garrison has lived her life as the cursed daughter of an Alpha, no wolf, no power, and no place in her pack. But when her father hands her over to the ruthless Lycan King, Andre Harrison, to save her pack, her life shatters in ways she never imagined. Andre doesn’t want a mate, especially not a weak one. So he breaks her. Humiliates her. Tries to push her away. But love has other plans between them. When Zara gives birth to a child with dangerous powers, the witches who killed her mother come for her baby. With no one else to turn to, Zara must return to the very man who destroyed her, begging for his help. Now the monster who once rejected her will become the father willing to burn the world down to get their daughter back. But can love survive when trust is already dead?

lunch went by pretty quickly, and we were back to classes soon enough. I'd like to forget to get a book out of my locker, so I went to go quickly and went to get it. I was leaning against the locker next to mine as I quickly scanned my schedule on my locker door. When warm air fanned the side of my face. "Move" being the excellent human being I am, I jumped out of fright, flinging the heavy calculus textbook in my hands backward. I hear a grunt and turn to find the person hunched over as they hold part of their face "Oh God! I'm so sorry!" I panicked. and then he looked up. the first thing I noticed was his short, dark hair. it looked so smooth, and 1 almost reached out to play with it. My eyes trailed down to his strong jaw line, down to his broad shoulders. I didn't even realize that I was biting my lip as I further inspected the Adonis before me. His arm flexed, bringing my attention to the amber eye he was now covering It was him. Six. He is the most popular and dangerous guy in school. And I'd managed to injure him with my calculus textbook.

"Call me sir." He demanded."What?" I heard it correct yet asked again to make sure did I hear correct? "Don't your thick head get things at once?" He asked furrowing his eyebrows without moving his gaze from mine. No way I am going to call him sir. Thick head! It's the second time he told that. What does he think of himself?I cleared my throat and spoke. "Firstly, I'm not going to call you sir. I'm not your slave to do so. And secondly, I don't have a thick head." I protested. "Slave? Seeing a word by its abbreviation." He quirked a brow. "Your thick head has a little knowledge in it." This time he inched more close while the corner of his perfect shifted to a smirk. Move back, Mister!"Yes, I do see a word by its meaning," I said, trying not to fall in his gaze. (S.I.R = Slave - I - Remain) He got closer and closer and stooped near my ear while keeping his hands on the table, either side of me. I could feel his brushing against my earlobe when he spoke in a low deep voice. "If you don't, I'll cancel this deal." 'No! I can't let this happen.'~~~~~~~~~~~~~~I am either drown into the deep green sea or flew up into the bright blue sky, for sure I was lost in his blue-green eyes. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Time marched by days into months and months into a year. Everything in my life has changed but one thing remains the same. Years ago I would've never pictured my life the way it is now.

After being forced to marry a man she didn’t know to save her father’s business, Cassandra thought her life would change. But it didn’t. The marriage was married on paper that meaning nothing. After she married, she was still allowed to continue living as she wished. A year after her marriage, Cassie applied for a job at a big company that brought many changes to her life. That was when she discovered that her boss was a cold-blooded mafia who killed with his bare hands—the worst man she had ever met. Their first encounter happened when she accidentally walked into her boss’s room and caught him having sex with a woman. And to her shock, her boss turned out to be her husband—the man who hadn’t shown up on their wedding day. *** “Cassandra Ainsley Floyd?” Chris repeated the name, then looked up to see the woman standing in front of his desk. “Yes, Sir." “Are you married?” The question slipped freely from his lips as he waited for an answer. “No, Sir. I’m not married.” Her answer broke the silence between them. “Alright, you’re hired, Miss Floyd. Starting tomorrow, you’ll work as my secretary. Come in tomorrow morning, and my personal assistant will show you what you need to do.” As soon as Cassandra walked out of his office, Chris called his trusted person impatiently. “Yes, Christ?” “Do you still have my wife’s information? I’ve forgotten her name, but as long I remember, her last name is Floyd, isn’t she? I think she just applied for a job at my company without knowing I’m her husband. Interestingly, it seems she has a special relationship with my cousin.”