He Has Me Invincible Novels & Stories

Tsk tsk tsk. "You don't get it, don't you?" I open my eyes and chuckle as I look at him. He's now starting to turn in his swivel chair around. And I know, he's starting to think, but he can't still figure out. "What do I not understand, Audra?" He said. And I can say that he's starting to raise his voice. "His power is just tranquility and his ability is invulnerability. How can he protect Hira with those, Aud?"

Which meant he was not invincible. I just had to find the right weapon. And when I did… he would regret ever crossing paths with me.

“I always thought you were... invincible. Like you could handle anything.” Noah chuckled softly, his thumb brushing the back of my hand. “I’m not invincible, Lena. I’ve had my fair share of struggles, of moments when I felt like I was being crushed under the weight of it all. But I’ve learned to build walls, to protect myself from the outside world. And now, I want to protect you, too.”

“My blood is making you feel invincible, and if you act upon it, it’ll endanger us both.” Invincible. Really? Woah. The word hummed in my veins, vibrating through every fibre of my being. He was right—I did feel invincible, like I could tear through the walls, like the world was too small to contain the power coursing through me. The strength was intoxicating, dangerously so. But his warning pulled me back, grounding me, reminding me of the razor-thin line I was walking. “There’s a shifter army outside,” he continued, his eyes narrowing slightly as if he could already hear them closing in. “We have a few minutes before they get here.”

“Then don’t look at the blood. Look at me.” I did. And God, he was beautiful, even broken like this. His dark hair fell messily over his forehead, his lips split and swollen, his body trembling—but his spirit was unyielding. “Why do you do that?” I asked softly, my thumb brushing his knuckles. “Do what?” “Act like nothing can touch you. Like you’re invincible.” His smirk faded into something heavier. His gaze dropped to my stomach, then back to my face. “Because I can’t afford to look weak. Not now. Not when you and our child are depending on me.”

“Me too.” There’s a long moment of silence, and then he says, “They’re going to be okay, right? Even with all this chaos?” I nod. “They’ve got you. They’ve got me. That’s more than enough.” He lifts our joined hands to his heart, his pulse steady and warm against my skin. His eyes are full of something I haven’t seen in a long time. Hope. Love. Peace. “I’m gonna to keep you forever,” he says, like it’s already decided. I smile through my tears. “You better.”

The handcuffs failed, and he pointed at Hope with one of his forefingers, forming a gun with his hand right after, also using his middle finger. Hope looked down at Castiel's hand, finding the year he was born tattooed on his fingers. She remained expressionless, her eyes falsely cold. “If I tell you… I'll have to kill you,” he whispered. “And would you use your fingers?” Hope had to make fun of his. “Intelligent.” He returned to normal, laughing, convinced that “I could strangle you.” “I thought I was dealing with a drug dealer, not a psychopath.” She smiled the same way. She was protected, was counting on it to use so much boldness to talk to this man.

Mine is Scott by the way, no matter how stupid or dumb he is, he is still kind of cute Till later humans 💙💙 See you when I publish the next story💙

“Now that we are reunited, you won’t have to fight alone anymore. Your battle is my battle, Angel. I will lay the world to your feet. Now you can have everything.” We were reunited? He clearly wasn’t my dad… so, who the hell was he? “Who are you?” I asked, my gaze studying his face as I tried to recognize the man I felt I’ve seen before. He ran the back of his hand down my check. “I am just like you, Angel. I know pain. For I was damaged, abandoned by the Gods. I was hurt. I was sorrow. I made myself become strength, after everything I’ve survived, I know nothing can break me any longer. I am invincible, and you can be the same.” He leaned down, his lips brushing against my ear and drawing o

he had answered. I had no idea that I had jinxed myself. He failed to save me from Sophia's hands. But in truth, my days were already numbered, though I never realized it.