Him All Along Novels & Stories

I'm not alone anymore, and goodness does it feel fantastic. So this is the final part of "Alone" and I can't believe it's over. It's the longest book I've written but it's also been so fun to write. I'm sorry to keep waiting for the updates. And thank you all for the patience, love and support!

And looked at him "My sweet brother ....what were you saying ?" He looked at me neutral face "I said what came out of my mouth" "Ya ya but does that mean you ....you ....you ..have ...a ..a ..G.I.R.L...slash F.R.I.E.N.D ?" He chuckled "Yes An yes but ...excluding the slash " I jumped out the bed clapping my hands . "OH MY GOD ..OH MY GOD !!!" he laughed . "When how where what !!??"

Somehow, right here, every part of me aligned, heart and body and soul, and it was all for him, or with him, or because of him. “Just yours, Allie,” he hissed, his words barely piercing through my heated haze, and I came apart on him. The orgasm crashed over me, and I cried his name, nails digging into his skin. Until I collapsed on his chest, panting, when my muscles no longer supported my weight.

“All of it.” A pause. Then, “I know,” he said. Of course he knew. He always knew.​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​

On day four the silence broke from a different direction. I was at the front of the studio checking a delivery of stretchers when Lang touched my arm and nodded toward the street. Through the glass I saw him—Harlow, coat collar up, standing on the opposite sidewalk as if he had been there long enough to become part of the scenery. He did not wave. He did not cross. He only met my eyes, held them for a second, and then turned and walked away at an unhurried pace. Polite. Persistent. Not gone.

"It doesn't matter anyways. I have another homework for you" I sighed. But louder than intended. "Oh, are you tired? Ugh, ugly Betty." she grabbed a handful of my hair, tugging at it. "Just remember who you are and where you stand in this school." Everyone else in the class had turned to watch. Some had their phones out and were recording. "YOU. ARE. A. FUCKING. CHARITY. CASE" she said drawing out the words more than necessary.

Dalton pulled me in for a kiss. "I fucking love you", he said after pulling back from the kiss. "I love you and will love you till I die. Always you", I pecked his lips. The end. ***

her eyes were shining with tears, but after listening to Hazik , she started crying with hiccups. Zarmeenay hugged his waist without thinking, in her sitting position. Her face was hidden in his abdomen. "Angel, shhhhhh!its ok .i am here .by the way, it's not good for a mafia wife to cry over gunshot noises .i thought, you are brave "Hazik said the last part teasingly and started caressing her hair .his heart was clenching, seeing her crying , he wanted to go down and hurt the guards some more .

“Come inside, it’s late,” he said in a low voice. I didn’t move, I stayed standing beside him while he was still on his motorbike. I was looking at my foot to hide my teary eyes. I don’t even know why I’m like this. I just feel sad knowing he’s mad at me. I feel like I will lose an alliance, since he’s mad.

by a sweet boy, when in reality, he was being claimed by a giant. "You'll never have to find out, Noah," Orion promised. "Never."