Lost In Him Novels & Stories

[conversation between (K) Klara and (G) Grayson] G- hi? K- um hey? She said more like question, yes sister i know you are confused G- I know we got on bad start sister, i am sorry, i was just afraid of losing you , you know we both were closest and you always used to play with me but when you were kidnapped i shut down people because i didn't wanted to see heartbreak again, so i am so sister. I didnt dare to look up at her, i know she won't believe me but what she did next shocked me .

He deserves it so much. I saw Liam enter the house. He is the right hand of Valen, who is also the best friend of Valen. I only met him once back then because he said that Valen has a lot of things he wants him to do. I rolled my eyes when I saw him grinning and walking towards me. “Hello there, beautiful woman!” he happily said. I heard him laugh when I didn’t answer him. But then I remember that I need to find Valen because I need to go home.

Nothing could fill the void in her heart, not money, not posession, not parties or friends could spark up a little glimpse of happiness in her. Her heart repeatedly pierced by the emotions she couldn't bear nor control, it all seemed like a dream, the nightmare she was dying to crawl out from. Her one true love was gone, the man she had lived years with, gave her all to. Diana couldn't help but soliloquize. "Do I deserve to live? He is in the grave because of me, what's the use of living without him?" As if loosing her parents wasn't enough, she lost Branden.

It made him feel bitter, even more pain than from what she had given him. Until the rain stopped, there was nothing but silence between them. What had started off with steamy kisses between them was only a gust of wind. It was too late for him to recover from the love he had lost. This time, he knew he had truly lost. He hadn’t lost to Hatta Baderan. He had lost her to time. The more he contemplated what he said, the more he was falling further away from her. He felt as if something had ripped away a crucial part of himself.

His heart ached with love and admiration, the realization fully settling in: he was gone, irrevocably, for her. “I never thought I’d let someone in like this,” he murmured. “Not fully. Not my heart. Not my life.” “You’ve always had a choice,” she replied softly. “And you chose me.” He smiled faintly, leaning back just enough to look at her fully. “I don’t think I’ll ever recover from this realization. Watching you, listening to you, feeling you… I’m lost, Aria. Completely lost in love with you.” She laughed softly, a mixture of joy and relief. “Lost isn’t bad, Damian. Especially when it’s with me.”

Then, with a voice that sounded broken and furious at the same time, he said: “Because I do.” Time stopped. The air froze. My heartbeat became the only sound in the world. He looked at me like he hated himself for admitting it… And hated me for making him admit it. I opened my mouth— But before I could speak— He cupped my jaw gently. So gently it confused me. “You don’t understand what you’re stepping into,” he murmured. “And I can’t lose someone else.” Someone else. The words pierced me. He had lost someone before?

I moan loud, my hands forgotten deep in my hair as his dick slams like a crazy monster insde me. “There's no pain compared to the pain of losing you, Hermione!” “No pain compared to the pain of searching for you, for eight fucking months nonstop!” “The pain of seeing his hands on you!” His voice cracks with hurt, and I feel it, even though his dick isn't letting me think straight. “The pain of hearing you call me a cheat… when you're the only woman that have totally consumed my entire goddamned soul!” his voice rises and it makes me stop to look at him.

"And I don't want to see you. I thought I made that clear the last time." "Luke is going to bring you to me." "Are you not hearing me? Am I not speaking English?" There's a pause, and I can hear him breathing on the other end. When he speaks again, his voice is softer, more desperate. "Don't make this harder than it already is, Dabe. It's been six months, and I'm going crazy. I need to see you." Those words hit me right in the chest. Six months since I walked away from him. Six months since I decided I couldn't keep living in his shadow. Six months since I chose myself over him for the first time in my life.

My jaw ticked, "Put the gun down." I never noticed him up close, didn't have a reason to. He always looked composed, he did his job right, I didn't need to question more. But now, as I looked into his eyes, I could clearly see how a big part of his soul had been lost to the darkness. I am pretty sure Natalie won't recognize him. I don't think he is the same brother she once knew.

I couldn’t even stand. What have I done to him? “Looking for that person? What do you mean? Did they go missing?” “I don’t really know the whole detail, but they moved out and cut contacts.” “Did they break up or what? We haven’t seen Dean seeing anyone all these years. I mean that would be impossible not to have a glimpse of them going out sometimes, right.”