Immortal Desires Book 2 Choices Mga Nobela at Kwento

I whispered, my face intensely wrinkled with the refusal on my lips. And his touch held my face more dearly. “You are right about my heart. The worst feeling of devastation is trying to shred it apart. Yet…” He added before I could draw a breath and speak. “The desire for peace also dances in my heart. As much as I would love to witness where our bond could lead us, I want to be free from the chains of this insufferable immortality.”

He forced my hand to rub against his bulged crotch, the monstrous length threatening to rip the zippers of his pants and set itself free. My breath shuddered from hot fear and something else! “This, is what becomes of me whenever I think of you” He confessed, and I knew I was done for. Fuck everything else: Not even a thousand paint cans could save me from this beautiful mistake. ~~~ Hello Everyone. Here is the rest of the split chapter. I trust you guys enjoyed it, and it looks like we are about to witness a birth of a new romance. Will Luke actually be the prince charming like our Kenya thinks or he will only turn out like Royal and be a huge disappointment too?

My heart wanted what it wanted, even though it might not be good for us. Tired of dancing, Kirk and I returned to the VIP section, where Kimberly was trying her best to get intimate with Caleb by sticking her tongue in his ear, and he seemed to be making an effort to control the situation. Kirk cleared his throat to announce our presence, and she pulled away from Caleb. I saw her tongue go back into her mouth, and it disgusted me. I doubted it disgusted Caleb because there was lust in his eyes. I was mad at how easy it was for her to get his attention. Was it that men did not fancy strong women? I had heard some people talk about preferences, and it seemed like a girl had to pretend to be du

“After all, the first thing she handed me was a forbidden book about genies. I was nine years old. I learn how to hide from them all. You’re wrong about one thing. I’m not a phony. I am intelligent because I forced myself to be. My kind has no place in this world and I taught myself everything. I excelled at everything because I had to survive, to become strong. I always considered this place home till I left. And that’s when I realized. Mistfall Wilderness Camp will never accept me as who I am. But there are others who will, who have. And they are the people who now have my loyalty!” I stare at her, “What about Jesse?” Rachel raises a brow, “Jesse will realize one day that his place is alwa

I could nearly hear people’s thoughts and feel their pain. The smell of alcohol, cigarette, blood thirst and lust clung to my nostrils like dust. My eye sight became enhanced and it felt like I could nearly see past the present. I forced my way out of the club and was intercepted by the rock-like man at the entrance. I knocked him away and ran out from the hall. If the glass doors hadn’t been open, I would have broken through them. I ran to my car, fumbled for the remote in my pocket and unlocked the door. I jumped into the car and slammed the door. My arms shook tremendously and became sweaty.

A tremor of fear immediately ran inside him as he ran towards her. ****** EXTRA BOOK ALERT! Title: ' Dating My Stalker ' "Do you love me?" I asked. I was tired of his game. Tired of his ruthlessness when it came to treating me. I needed someone. Desperately. "No." He replied without waiting for even a second and pulled the girl that was in his arms closer to his chest. Kissing her deeply in front of my eyes. He followed me to every place that I went to since the day I had stepped inside this college.

“You are the only goddess I want. You are a terrifyingly beautiful goddess of death and justice. My fate lies with you. I’m done having others choose for me. I choose you.” I met his eyes, and I stopped thinking. I just felt, and I wanted to believe that the goodness left in me could deserve him. I abandoned all logic and gave way to my deepest desires. “I choose you too,” I whispered. His eyes widened. “Simone,” he whispered and leaned ever so slowly down to place a long, chaste kiss on my lips. A promise. “Now what?” I asked. A corner of his lip tugged up. “We live happily ever after.”

"Take me right here, right now." His hands gripped my hips, pulling me against him. I could feel his erection pressing against my stomach, and I knew he wanted me as badly as I wanted him. I shifted my weight, grinding against him, and I heard his sharp intake of breath. "Emma," he growled, his voice a warning. "You're playing with fire." I smiled, a slow and seductive curve of my lips. "Then burn me, Damien," I said, my voice a breathy whisper. "Burn me until I'm nothing but ashes in your arms."

Lucien stared down at his healed skin, then back at her, disbelief etched into every sharp line of his face. “You closed it,” he said. Her voice came out hoarse. “I didn’t mean to.” Slowly, deliberately, he released her wrist. The loss of contact felt like something snapping. Lucien stepped back, running a hand through his blood-soaked hair. His breathing was still uneven—not from pain anymore, but something far more dangerous. Desire. Obsession. Fear. “My immortality,” he said quietly, almost to himself. “It bends to you.” Seraphine’s chest tightened. “I don’t know why.”

I am one fucking second from unleashing my anger into this cruel world. Why can’t my life be fucking simple? She’s everything I desire, the one thing in this world that I wanted to have… and now, I’m presented with this choice. The woman I love or the one I promised to protect with my life… who betrayed me. What a fucking cruel game love is?