John Gwynne Faithful And The Fallen นิยาย & เรื่องราว

His words, his action, his behaviour, everything show how determined he is in his decision to marry her. Events from the party repeated in her mind. He safeguarded her from everyone’s disgraceful words. Yet he was the one who punished her through sinful ways. But when she clarified her being innocent in that whole matter how easily he trusted her without any doubt whereas Blaze, whom she loved and always considered him as her well-wisher had manipulated her into stealing. And how naïve of her to not doubt his intention. However, all the sacred feeling she had for him is now replaced with repulsion and hurt because Blaze not only played with her trust but laid hands on her body with dirty int

Taking my chances that she would be unable to harm her mate, I levitated there, directly under her, and shifted back to my human form. I heard her let out another sinister growl and looked up at her, seeing her thrashing around violently in the air while she was sniffing it. I send a silent thank you to whatever Gods were present with us for hearing my prayers. When her black eyes met my white ones, I saw them flick back to her beautiful green before she suddenly fell out of the sky. I lept off my feet just as she was about to land on the edge of the small land that was left and caught her before we were both falling downwards. Sparks so intense, I thought I would combust right there tore th

Jonathon had been the last; he fathered Faith. “You say that he hunts me, but if he truly wanted to find me, he could. An enchantment can not keep him out of my home. Why would he want me so badly?” Willow wanted to know because if he was Falling Feather, he would just show up on the doorstep. She hadn’t met the two men yet. No one seemed to be as old as she was. Then she recalled meeting a young man named Eamon at the meeting between Nix and Sage.

Author's Note Dear Reader, Welcome to Beautifully Unfaithful. This is a story about betrayal, but perhaps not in the way you expect. It is about a woman who spent years carrying everyone else's expectations while quietly starving inside. It is about grief that was never healed, love that became a weapon, and the devastating loneliness that can exist inside a marriage long before anyone walks away from it. Laurel Cruz Leonard is not a perfect heroine. She makes choices that many will question. Some will judge her. Others may understand her far too well.

“I accept your terms.” As soon as the words leave his lips, Fallon’s large body is enveloped by a bright light, and he begins to bow and shudder. Screaming, I push out of Lilith’s hold and kneel before him. “Fallon! Fallon!” I call out. Fallon falls to his knees with a pained roar and claws at the ground like a rabid animal. His eyes glow fiery flames of fire, and his teeth elongate into sharp fangs. His body trembles and shakes as the light surrounding him weakens. After a moment, he slumps into a deathly faint. Tears fall down my cheeks as I tuck his head in my lap and caress his ashen face. “Fallon…Fallon, wake up…please…” Sobs wrack my body as I try to shake him awake. “…please…

— Mehak Gupta *plays zero 'o clock in the bg* Whenever someone talked about his kindred spirits, Vantae would respond with a snicker. The only pair of soulmates he believed to exist was his hyungs. Though a part of him believed and craved for the Winged girl in his dreams to be true, the other part of him tried to convince him that it's just his fickle imagination. He wasn't sure if he's even breathing or not. He must have been because the moment her greenish eyes turned to look into his, he felt suffocated. Not in a bad way, of course. You know, in a way that knocks the breath out of your lungs. He must have been starring because he felt Jamie pat his shoulder.

He looked at the wolf behind him and said, "He's Jordan, my friend." "..." Friend, huh… If he is your friend then why is he obeying everything that you're telling him? Is that what a friend is supposed to do? He told me a few facts about him before I finally let my guard down. After a while, I decided to trust him because his servants came to tell him that he needed to go back to their village. There, it only proves that he is really an Alpha and his name is William. "Do you want to come with us? I'll drop you off near the gate of Alejandro's village."

There was regret in his dead grey eyes as he finished that sentence. The man in front of him stood around two inches taller, his hair also dark brown though it was cut shorter on the back and sides but slightly longer on the top. He looked at his brother his ocean blue eyes, bloodshot from sleep deprivation. Another door opened and a woman entered, she had raven black hair braided into a fishtale plait and her blueish-green eyes filled with saddness though she had a look of determination on her face. She was short and skinny, but she had some muscle definition in her arms. "It is done." She stated loud enough for both men to hear. "She is gone." A tear slipped down her cheek as the taller of

His voice broke, and it made my eyes shake, cause he was literally showing me all of his vulnerabilities for the first time, and was breaking down, but he didn't stop talking "I would get it if you don't want to forgive me" He told me, and it made my eyes widen, but he still didn't stop "Trust me, I would seriously not be angry, but live with it as my punishment, cause... That was it!, I couldn't let him continue blabbering out rubbish, so I hugged him tight, and made him stop "Lucas..." His voice was low, and shaking, when he said my name, but it only made me hug him even tighter, cause he was really the man that I love

The truth had come for her, and she had no choice but to face it head-on. As the water in the enchanted well began to shift and ripple, the images formed slowly, like a veil being lifted from a forgotten past. Clarissa's heart raced as she watched, her gaze fixed on the unfolding scenes. She saw glimpses of her father, Nestor, the man she had always dreamed of meeting. The sight of him brought a fleeting moment of joy, a glimpse of the connection she had longed for. There he was, his face familiar, yet somehow distant. Her heart swelled with the emotion of finally seeing the man who had given her life, the man whose absence had left a hole in her soul.