Love Her But Leave Her Wild Novels & Stories

he laughed so hard that I was irritated and annoyed, I thought he would have fallen to the ground so it would be my time to laugh, and not the other way around, but he seems to be having a good time with all of this and I was the only one who was suffering. “ You are just as you have described, feisty and Wild. I love wild women, but you, my dear Isabella, you are what I call a wildflower. You've hooked my heart even from the first day I saw you in the picture, and now that I'm seeing you. I only want to take you, I can only imagine what it will be like having you naked under the Sheets as I drive in and out into you until you come”

Hers. “I know,” I whisper. That startles her. Slightly. “I know he pushes people away. I know he breaks things he doesn’t mean to. I know what he is. And I love him anyway.” Her smile wavers. I press forward, chest tightening. “I love him when he’s cruel. When he’s distant. When he looks at me like he hates me because he’s trying so hard not to love me. I love him when he saves me, and… I love him when he leaves.”

He said with his right brow raised as a smirked appeared. His words stringed. “I'm not a prostitute and I don't need your money, you monster!” I lifted a pillow, throwing it at him—again. “You bastard! How dare you take advantage of me? Do I look like a whore who you can discard the next morning?” I yelled, frustration and anger livid through my voice. “Oh honey, you are more than a whore, at least you know how to fuck! Like I said, last night was a mistake and you should move on too!” He said, grabbing his wallet from the bed stand in an attempt to leave.

I ask myself that question many times I can't focus on any other thing except her. "Don't blame yourself, man, " I heard my brother's voice from inside the room, "you did whatever was in your hand so don't push the subject so far she moved on so why don't you? I know it's har-". "No-" I cut him off, "I want to know why she did this to me, I loved her more than my life, and she... She can't leave me like this she has to come back or else I will do anything to get her back doesn't matter what price I have to pay for her!"

He confesses "I was so mesmerized by you and the idea of us. Us leading a better and modern future for all of Grand Portage Band, but still grounded by traditional ways." "I know. I'm not saying a flat no. I'm just not saying yes." I reply. "You're so perfect for me. I got caught up in that and my primal desire to mate you. I didn't really showed you love just animalistic lust. I'm sorry..." He apologizes.

"Leave….That's all I'm asking, just leave. I know where you came from. I will take you back myself, safely, quietly. No drama. Walk away from him before the world finds out what you can't give him. Before you become the thing that destroys everything he built." The silence after it was enormous. My wolf made a sound in my chest so small it barely registered. A whimper. Soft, wounded, the sound of something that loved deeply enough to hurt at the edges of what it loved. ‘We love him,’ she said. “Tell her she's wrong. Tell her she doesn't know what she's talking about. Tell her—’ I shut her out.

“As deeply as I understood love then. I am sorry for any pain I caused you.” He felt the old ache stir, though it no longer ruled him. “If she ever asks about her mother,” Vega continued, “tell her she was loved fiercely, and that one day she may find her mother where the wild roses grow.” “You could tell her yourself,” he replied. “Visit when it is safe.” She shook her head gently. “Powerful magic demands a powerful price.” Before he could protest, Rhys’ voice struck his mind. Alpha, rogues approach the eastern border.

We would celebrate the ancient rituals, experience the wild festivals, and embrace the very essence of the wolf, all while nurturing our own love story amidst the breathtaking beauty of the natural world. The future held limitless possibilities, and with him by my side, every moment would be a cherished memory, every howl under the moon a symphony of our love and the wild spirit that bound us together. Our journey had just begun, and I couldn't wait to explore every uncharted path, guided by the strength of our love and the profound connection we shared with the wild.

her tiny voice called to me with confusion evident on her face. " Just leave" I said in a calm tone and tried to turn away but she spoke again. " Hunter don't tell me to leave.. I won't-" " Iris please. Please leave. Please" I begged and the unexpected happened. I started crying in front of her but that didn't help her waterworks as she cried and ran out the door. __________________________ You can listen to the song from this part. Or rather imagine the song here. 🖤 Iris p.o.v.

I let out a whimper when his mouth enclosed my nipples and swirled around, biting softly. “Let’s just kiss, I miss you” I said and pulled him up to me, kissing his lips passionately, pouring every bit of my love and emotion I felt for him. “Don’t fucking leave me...ever!” I warned nibbling on his lower lip. He nodded and laid his head on my chest,kissing my mounds in an affectionate way. My heart swells with love for this incredible man who doesn't even leave me because I’m pregnant. He's my happiness and the man I’m obsessively in love with.