Love Beyond Time Bethany Claire Novels & Stories

Within 2-3 months they will be ready to operate on her, and she will be able to see again. Claire was sitting on her balcony, it was raining today. She was enjoying the rain sitting there with her coffee and listening to some audiobooks. Her favourite time passes nowadays. She was thinking how blissfully was some last months with his presence on her life. She never thought to be this lucky ever. She used to thought that if ever get really love after what Jason did to her. But she got it. She got her Brandon. Who loves her, respects her and he is equally honest with her.

She turns her eyes back over to us, Bryat looks to me for direction on what to do next. “You don’t love her either, it’s all a sick game” Tara spits to me and Claire looks away from my eyes…ashamed “You’re wrong” I defend as quickly as the words can leave my mouth “I love her more than anything…she is my soulmate” I tell her in complete honesty Claire slowly looks up at me through thick dark lashes and she tilts her head like she still doesn’t believe me. Scar laughs “she’s got her whorish hooks deep in you.” She states

The number only four people alive have, three of whom I trust and one of whom I keep close for exactly this reason. An old source. A man who sells fear for a living and prices it well. Three lines. Heard a term on the wind. “Recovery Event.” Someone’s put a clock on it. Then: Thirty days. I read it twice. Celeste felt me change, because she always does, and lifted her head off my chest, the laughter draining out of her face as she watched mine. “What is it?” she asked. I turned the phone so she could see the number sitting under a phrase we’d chased across a continent without knowing it had an expiry date. Thirty days.

I opened it and read through it. " Martha Hemsworth, former cheer captain at Brookdale high. Born in coastvile, age 23. Hmm, the bad girl Is 23 years old." I said and read through her document. " Stop reading her school file Riley." Bethany said, opening her closet. She saw a box that looked enchanted with shiny rocks. " What Is this?" Bethany asked. I stared at it dazed. She tried to open it with her hair pin but it didn't. Instead it bent out of shape.

“How long have I been asleep for?” “About three hours.” She answered, her heart skipping in anticipation as she tried to block the voice in her head trying to ‘ruin’ her moment. “Are you on your period?” She shook her head, and he leaned in to seal their lips in a blazing kiss. Natalie revelled in each and every one of his electric strokes and igniting touches. They were fierce, tender, and everything in between. She wrapped her legs around his waist, arcing her back so she's pressed on him and her arms hung over his shoulders.

mom says stroking my face. "Okay mom. Love you, goodnight," I say pushing my chair back and grabbing my bag off the chair. "Love you too Lena, goodnight," mom says as she's washing our mugs and spoons. I drag myself up the stairs to my bedroom and prepare to take a shower. I remove most of my clothes, grab my oversized bath towel, and head into the bathroom in my room. While I run the shower water I take down my pony tail and moisturize my hair and put about eight twists in it; by the time I finish that the water is hot enough for me to get into the shower. While in the shower I reflect on all that happened today from 'breakfast' with Mekhi to having dinner with Nova and Kylie. This reawaken

The sounds of our moans and groans, together with the cool music playing softly in the background, fills the entire room with an exciting aura of lovemaking. I didn't know how long we went on, because I lost track of time. I loved what he did and never wanted him to stop, and surprisingly, he didn't want to, even after the clock chimed 7 pm. We went on and on and didn't stop, not until we heard the slightly opened door widen. As I moved my gaze to it, I saw the exact image of the woman Liam had slept with stood by the door, staring at us in disdain. I was filled with fury and bitterness at once.

mind trying to figure out how to get back to them. She lowered her head and started looking at the table rather than the man which caught their attention, and they all began to stare at her as she quickly was putting piece by piece into a more significant puzzle that she didn’t even know was there. It was starting to make sense now. Her whole life was beginning to make sense now; she had been working for this moment since she was nearly ten years old. The theory that she had come up with then was that she wanted to travel back in time, but she didn’t know how she didn’t understand that there was no magical machine that can take you back into the past. So the part of the theory that she had

The Story Begins… There was a time in the past when werewolves and witches had interceptions among each other in the same land. However, a mutual hatred had emerged from a different angle of the world as to who was the greatest. This caused a huge unsettlement yet it was not so in San Antonio, they interrelated but they did not interbreed, as it was seen as an abomination. Queen Lorelai held a candle in his hand and walked to her secret room while chanting some words. When she got there, she lightened up a mini fire which she fueled with a chicken's intestine.

Ironic. "I just wanted to be around for support even if I am not allowed inside"she sighs and elevator dings open. We stepped out and was met with a young beautiful lady. She wouldn't be older than 23 or less. "Thank you for coming Miss Jones. Dr. Ballard is waiting for you. Right this way"she says with the brightest smile. Girl got some good sunshine in her,hope nobody destroys that. Mom sat in the chair right outside the office and the girl whose name was Clare opened the door for me.