Hold On My Darling Novels & Stories

With HIS voice and words that run into full malice as it is not what HE means at all, but sinking into the deeper beyond and the game that HE is playing, like the one in front of HIM, is HIS new trump card rather than HIS doll, HE whispers. “I shall welcome you back into that world, my dear holder.” Closing that scene as she finds it interesting and her heart beats with excitement to the truth that she just saw, listen to, and is now holding. She draws a sinister smile in between her lustful gazes, as she whispers. “Such a pretty life one holder got here.”

I walked angrily to where he was standing to ask him whilst pointing my fingers at his face to show him how upset I was but he just took my hand that was pointing at him and kissed each finger one after the other. "Am I? I did not realize darling." Darling?? Has he finally been posessed. I thought within me when he wouldn't let go of my hands even when I struggled for him to let go. "Hey! Let go of my hands this instant." I said whilst still struggling for him to let go but the more I struggled to free my hands the more he held on to them still kissing them.

If the sky, that we look upon, should tumble and fall Or the mountains, should crumble, to the sea I won't cry, I won't cry, no-no-no I won't shed a tear Just as long, as you stand, by me And darlin', darlin' stand, by me Oh-oh-oh, stand, by me Oh darling, stand by me, stand by me, stand by me

I told her to twirl on my cue and she did, I spun her around and caught her by the waist, earning a soft gasp of surprise from her while her heartbeat sky rocketed. I continued telling her my favorite parts of the song that I wanted her to know as we swayed together. “I will not give you up this time But darling, just kiss me slow Your heart is all I own And in your eyes, you’re holding mine” She smiled at me brightly and tightened her hold on me in response. “When you said you looked a mess I whispered underneath my breath But you heard it Darling, you look perfect tonight” When the tempo of the song reached its peak, I carried her high while she squealed, and spun her around multiple times

--Heart beats fast, colours and promises. How to be brave, how can I love when I'm afraid to fall. And watching you stand alone, all of my doubts, suddenly goes away somehow... One step closerrrrrrrrr. I have died everyday waiting for you, Darling don't be afraid, I have loved you for a thousand years, I'll love you for a thousand more...-- Tristan's POV.

The girl's face looked sad. Dollan smiled, he understood his girlfriend's situation. "I'll wait patiently where you're ready to do that, darling." With a soft voice, Dollan responded to his girlfriend's words. Baby smiled. "I love you." Dollan kissed Baby's Cherry red lips, kissed his girlfriend passionately on the lips. "I love you, too." The clock showed 11 p.m Dollan hugged the girl's naked body. "Tonight I beg you to sleep here with me, ok." The man whispered in a sighing voice.

I clutched the photo close to my heart, whispering, "Don't worry, my love. Mom and Dad will always be with you." I managed a faint smile, holding the photo up to look at her face. "We're going to the amusement park, sweetheart, just like we promised." My fingers traced the outline of her face in the photo. Jared had to come back. I'd messaged him so many times. My heart insisted he would finally show up. Wiping my eyes again, I lay down on Molly's bed. This was my last chance to feel her close. When dawn broke, I forced myself up and did my makeup. I needed it to be perfect. Then, holding her favorite Teddy Bear, I sat in the living room and waited.

He held me tightly, his presence grounding me. “I missed you so much… stay with me, darling,” he whispered, pulling me closer. He gently shifted, keeping me close, and I buried my face in the pillow to hide the soft gasp escaping me, careful not to wake our child in the next room. Every time he held me like this, it made me feel alive—overwhelmed by warmth and longing. His touch, strong and certain, made all my worries melt away. “I can’t get enough of you, Darling. I just want to hold you close tonight,” he murmured, his voice full of promise and affection.

Just listened to the sound of his heartbeat, partly because of me… partly because of the demons he couldn’t shake. Even in his arms, I could feel his mind drifting. But he held me tight—gentle, yet firm—like someone who didn’t want to lose what mattered most. So I stayed. Quietly. Calmly. Letting him hold me like something precious and irreplaceable. The lyrics of the song played softly in the background: *“If I could hold the moonlight still, And pause the ache the night might spill, I’d give the stars just one request—

When Em collapsed at my side, he reached for my chin, turning it toward him. “Better?” “The best.” He kissed my nose. “What if I told you it will keep getting better?” “I’d say you’re setting a high bar.” He pulled me into his arms. I listened to the sound of his heartbeat as he stroked my hair. “I love you, Isabella. I want to have and hold you forever.” I rolled in his arms. “I like the sound of that.” I lifted my left hand and wiggled my finger. You didn’t need to get me a diamond.”