Iam Not Over Novels & Stories

- Okay, calm down, let go of me first and then I'll let them go. Riffen shook his head, he's not stupid, after all these years, could he be tricked by this petty game?

It looked like he hadn't slept in days. "Beta Chris, are you looking for my brother?" "Why didn't you answer my calls?" We spoke in unison. Hearing the frustration and anger in his tone, I composed myself and smiled lightly. "My phone was off, so I didn't notice. What do you need from me? Oh, right. I just remembered—we still haven't set a date to sever our mate bond." "Fiora, how long are you going to keep being angry with me?"

Leon Robertson paused. "Are you sure?" "Yeah," I said, steady. "I just don't know if you still want me." "I'm overseas. Give me a month—no, give me two weeks. I'll be back. We'll get married." "Okay. I'll wait." I hung up, stared at the pic on my phone, then shut off the screen. Five years, and all it took was someone new to wipe it out. *** Michael Robertson stumbled in past midnight.

Exclaimed Samantha as I walked back into my room. “I am not sure if we will, I have a lot of things I need to help my father take care of.” It wasn’t a complete lie. I did have things I needed to take care of, but this was me just trying to avoid her until I could figure out how I really feel. I don’t want to lead her on if our relationship isn’t going to lead to anything. Everything seemed to make sense until I met Harper yesterday. Mika never acted like that over Sam.

He believes that behind every trial faced, there must be a way out of waiting. As time passes, Sebastian begins to find a way to overcome all the negative feelings that bother his mind. He often remembers beautiful moments with Dinda, moments where they shared laughter and dreams. These memories become reinforcement when he feels tired and wants to give up. He knows that there is love that he must maintain, and that becomes the source of his strength.

“What do we do with Jalissa?” “We are not going to do anything. Her fate is in Asena's hands,” I said, glancing around the room to make sure no one decided otherwise during my mate's absence. I waited for that information to sink in before pivoting to the door. “We didn't finish the meeting! Where are you going?!” Nathair called out. I gave him a pointed look. “This meeting IS over. I spent way too much time away from my mate to waste another damn second, but by all means, stop me if you dare.” I smirked as dead silence filled the room. Then I opened the door and left.

Scott's expression changed, and he said impatiently, "I'm doing all this for you! If it weren't for me, would you have ever gotten first place?" Tessa's eyes were red as she shouted back, "But did I ever ask you to sacrifice yourself?" Scott fell silent, then let out a long sigh. "Can you stop? There's only one week left. This whole farce is almost over." As for me, I didn't feel hurt at all. After all, Scott and I were just using each other.

It’s just…nothing. I am at the end of myself. I am spent. And I honestly… …I don’t know if I can come back.

“You don’t chase. You don’t beg. You don’t even flirt.” “I don’t need to.” She smiled faintly. “That’s what makes you dangerous.” “And you should remember that.” The silence settled between us. Finally, Amelia shrugged. “Fine. I won’t push. Tonight.” “Good.” “But don’t pretend this is over,” she added. “We’re still partners.” “In business only.” She smirked. “For now.” I turned away. “If there is nothing else you want to say, I’m going back to my wife.”

I leaned away from him. “Don’t touch me,” I said. “I don’t care what you think. I don’t give a damn about your rejection or repentance. I stopped caring about you and this pack a long time ago. I now belong to Vince. I am his Luna. His soulmate. You have no right to touch me.”