Novel & Cerita Hold Me Close Book

He walked back to her room and since the room was abandoned Lu Sheng clicked open the door and went in. He looked down at the bed which still contained her warmth, he tried to seep the warmth through his skin when the book which she was reading caught his sight. She had left it open and the wind was flattering its pages. Curious, Lu Sheng lifted the book and tried to read the content.

I try to look away, to disappear in the crowd. But then—Melisa calls out. And grabs my arm. Fuck. Fuck! Did she recognize me? No… right? Her hand is on my arm. “Hey! Can I take a picture with you?” she asks, smiling. My heart races. My chest tightens like I’m about to explode. I’m sweating inside the helmet. My legs feel like they’ll collapse. My stomach flips like I’m going to run—or puke. I can’t believe she’s this close. Too close. After twelve fucking years. She lets go of my arm after the photo. She’s still holding a book. And just like that—She slips away again.

And they did. Thank you for reading TO HAVE AND TO HOLD. I hope you’ve enjoyed the Brutal Vows series. If you missed any of the individual stories, you could start with NOW AND FOREVER, Dario and Catalina’s story. Then, TILL DEATH DO US PART, Alejandro and Mia’s story. BOUND BY A PROMISE, Dante and Camila’s story. Next, QUEENS AND MONSTERS, Reinaldo and Jasmine’s story. The final book of the series is TO HAVE AND TO HOLD. ~ Aleatha

“The part where you stay in the room because I ordered you to? Where do you bring the compresses yourself, even when you know I can get them? That’s part of your treatment, too.” ​“That’s called taking advantage of my good nature,” I huffed, though the protest lacked conviction. I tried to wriggle out of his grasp, but he held me fast and tight. ​“No, Sierra,” His voice dropped to a dangerous whisper as his eyes darkened with something that wasn't quite anger but wasn't quite tenderness either. I swallowed hard as my hand clenched the book behind me. “That’s called keeping you close,” he whispered before he leaned in again, and this time, his mouth finally claimed mine.

Would this truth be closure enough, or would it open another page? The baby…. STAY TUNED FOR BOOK 2. ALL THE LOOSE ENDS WOULD BE TIED UP IN BOOK 2. MEANWHILE…… Other books by Karlyn Wehlma My Neighbors Desire. Genre : Erotica She was close to her release when she heard his sexy masculine voice. It never registered in her head that he was actually here, watching her the whole time. "I thought you'd never ask." She replied drunkenly. She felt these strong rough palms caress her hips, moving to her butt. He squeezed her butt cheeks really hard.

Holding me​ close​. I should'v​e pul‌led away. Should've left. But I d‍idn't. I j​ust lay there​. Let him hold me. Let myself feel​ safe. "Y‌ou w‌ere​ made for this‌," h‍e whispered. "For us.‌" The words set⁠tled‍ something in m​y ch​est. Som‍ething th​at felt t‍o‍o much like be⁠l⁠onging.

Thank you so much for reading A Love Too Close. I truly want to apologize for disappearing without informing you all properly. I was battling a very critical illness and had to completely step away for recovery. It took time, but thank God I recovered and I’m finally back stronger and ready to continue updating consistently again 🤍 Thank you to everyone who stayed patient and continued supporting this story despite my absence. Please don’t forget to add the book to your library, leave comments, and share your thoughts. More twists, drama, and emotional moments are coming soon.

A quiet exhale leaves him. Then— He leans closer. My entire body stiffens. My fingers curl into the sheets beneath me. What is he doing? My heart starts pounding, loud, chaotic, betraying me. He leans in more. Closer. I can feel his breath now. Warm. Too close. Oh God. Why is he this close? My grip tightens. My eyes remain shut, but everything in me is wide awake, hyper-aware. Then— He sighs. Soft. And instead of anything else…

and my arms tighten of their own accord. “It’s ok,” I murmur, one hand braced over the curve of her hip, the other opening the book. Her scent winds upwards...soap, the faintest trace of wild clover...and as it assauls me completely I find myself having to press my heels into the carpet to keep from dragging her closer. “You’ll fall if you pull away like that.” I warn her absent mindedly as I struggle to keep focused. “I can stand,” she says, small and breathless.

I will never let anyone touch her ever again and I will kill anyone who tries and I will never let go. And then I felt it, something sharp, a pull outside the bond, a tension I couldn’t ignore and I stiffened but I didn’t move away because she was pressed against me and I whispered, “Stay with me, don’t move” She leaned closer instinctively, trusting me without question and I held her and the night outside felt like it had shrunk until it was only us and the bond screaming between us and I realized that nothing else mattered except keeping her close, keeping her alive, keeping her mine.