روايات وقصص ضمن How To Refuse The Route Novel

I jerked my hand away and gave her a defiant stare, “We’re starting tomorrow, don’t forget” A cold gust gave my body an unpleasant shudder. What did I just do? It should not matter because I just can’t see myself spending my whole life here yet I suddenly feel like there’s a giant hole in my chest and I can’t breathe. The spot where I had my mark throbbed in pain. Reject him? How can I just do that? Will that even matter? Is that even possible? But considering Sabine fell for it, I think there is a way of rejecting a mate. I guess I’ll have to read through the books.

‘It’s merely false support – they truly believe they can control me once I succeed my father’s position… disgustingly greedy old men. As I was peacefully sitting by the balcony, I saw a small figure hopping. I immediately smirk as I look closely – it was clearly Nathan. As he presented his exit pass, I immediately ran at full speed to bother him… I have nothing else to do anyway. “I’m sorry – we can’t accept this exit pas-,” I frowned as I heard the gate’s guard look down at Nathan. Judging from the pass, it was clearly an exit pass from my brother. ‘They look down on my brother so much – it’s frustrating, but I can’t speak out about it… not yet.’

I said with a small sigh of defeat. He glanced at the book in my lap with the tiniest of smirks. "Okay, goodnight," was all he said before disappearing down the hall. I clenched my jaw. My eyes wandered over the drawing again; it was honestly hard to look away. The Goddess' eyes seem to stare into your soul and steal your breath. I thought back to what Xavier said and that tingling need started to return. It was something I'd felt before but everything I usually did only made it worse. I had no idea how to actually make it go away except to wait it out.

“I wasn't aware this was an interrogation. I'm very tired right now, so if you don't mind, I'd like to rest. “Are you rejecting me? Pierre asked in amazement, as if the very thought terrified him. - Yea. I spoke slowly, as if speaking to a child. “Don't expect me to be one more person to fall at your feet. He looked so surprised that I suppressed a giggle. It was obvious he wasn't used to being refused or receiving such answers. His handsome face creased, and a part of my mind told me how handsome he was. It hit me like a bucket of cold water. Cute, Pierre Lawrence? Yes, I definitely needed some rest. - OK then. he said slowly, as if he was still trying to process my words. “I'll leave you w

The way she bites her bottom lip as if she were in extreme turmoil over my refusal sickens me. Those bony fingers start to pry at the button of my jeans. A flick of my wrist propels her hand away as if disgusted by it. I wanted to remain a gentleman by being polite in my rejection of her, but her stubbornness is proving to be stronger than the desperateness that radiates off her. “I’m fine without your company. There are many other men here who would love to have a girl such as yourself flaunted in front of them.”

And that single moment— Would ruin her life. Elena closed her eyes. No. Not again. If this world followed a script… Then she would stop writing in it. Avoid Cassian. Avoid Seraphina. Disappear quietly. Survive. The system paused. Then— [WARNING: MALE LEAD ALREADY HATES HOST.] A dry laugh escaped her lips. “Perfect,” she muttered. “Then staying away should be easy.” The doors opened. The air shifted instantly. Footsteps entered the room—slow, controlled, deliberate.

“I’m not doing this!” “I’m not!” As I took more steps away, I saw a couple of guards by the wall, step foward to me. “You can’t force me! I don’t want to do it!” My voice moved easily across the yard. Beta Marsh remained calm as he spoke. “Refusal equals forfeiture..” “I don’t care!” The moment I said it, a huge wave of gasps rippled through the yard. I didn’t care anymore… I was done with this. Done!

That we can be rid of the pain caused by those who rejected us and be loved by someone who accepts us for who we are. “I will do my best to accept myself. Thank you, Moira, for talking with me today.” I smile, looking down at the book and lightly running my fingers over the cover. I stayed for another hour after our chat, talking to Moira about the Shadows and any suggestions she might have in defending against them, to which she states that maybe by learning to control my powers further, I can find the answer in due time. Our chat finally came to an end when my mother links me, asking me where I was, and I decided that now was a good time to leave and head back to my office to work.