Into My Arms Novels & Stories

“Whеrе I will gеt tо hоld уоu in mу аrmѕ.” “Pinch mе ’cause I thіnk I’m dreaming.” I ѕԛuеаlеd whеn hе nipped mу аrm, аnd I ѕрun аrоund tо look іntо hіѕ eyes.

I wrapped my arms around myself, but the cold was inside. What do I do?

I gasp, trying to touch him as he holds me in his arms. “I got you, darling.” The words ring in my ears as everything becomes black.

It was in those moments, his arms wrapped around me, that I found solace amidst the chaos. "Mia," he whispered, his voice filled with tenderness. "I won't let anything happen to you. We'll face this together, and we'll come out stronger on the other side." I buried my face in his chest, feeling the steady beat of his heart against my cheek. It was a reassurance, a reminder that love had the power to conquer even the darkest of secrets. In his arms, I found the strength to push forward, to confront the demons that haunt us.

His arms tightened around my waist, pulling me flush against his heavy chest, locking me against his body like I was the most precious thing in the entire world. The bond under my skin didn't roar with violence; it hummed like a low, sweet melody, spreading warmth from my neck all the way down to my toes. I pulled my arms tighter around his broad shoulders, my fingers digging into his back, kissing him back with everything I had, all my fear, all my hope, and all the quiet love I had been trying to hide behind my armor for weeks.

Watching Aries’s face inch closer to mine sparked a feeling I couldn’t even begin to describe. All the fear, doubt, and confusion I had been carrying melted away the moment he stepped into the room. Just a few words from him, and I believed—really believed—that everything would be okay. That he’d stand by me. So I didn’t move away. Instead, my grip on his arm tightened, bracing myself for what was about to happen.

Smiling, he walks over and soon picks me up into his arms whilst my good arm wrapped around his neck to keep me in place. With the sudden closeness and his hands on my body, it was as though I could relax into him, any sadness, fear or pain that was engulfing me not moments before washed away now his arms were around me. I was soon carried out of my hiding place and into the forecourt I had ran through, all eyes from the people around who had seemingly frozen burnt holes into me.

Relief floods my system when I stare into the worried eyes of none other than my sweet prince himself. My arms fly out to grab hold of his neck, pulling him in close as I bury my sweaty head in his chest.

My legs feel as if I trudging through half dry cement and I feel as if I might fall over at the slightest breeze. Cash notices and before I can say a word and he swings me up into his arms, carrying me. I wrap my arms around his neck, snuggling into him. I reach the SUV all too soon and I don't want to let go of him. I am not ready to leave the comfort of his arms. “Don't let go.”

Hunter grabbed hold of my wrists, firmly, but without hurting me. I had no fight left in me and I collapsed into his arms. He picked me up, cradling me in his arms. I closed my eyes and held onto his shoulder; one arm slung around his neck. He put me down at the car, opening the door for me to let me get in.