Novel & Cerita Pocket Hug Hearts

Just open. Then, like a miracle, the closet door swung open, flooding the small space with light. I blinked, my eyes adjusting to the sudden brightness. And there, standing before me, was Liam. As I quivered on the hard, cold floor, my breath hitched in my throat as Liam stepped forward. Without a word, he reached out and enveloped me in a warm, protective hug. The kind of hugs in high school movies. As his arms encircled me, he smelt of sunflower and something else I couldn’t quite place my fingers on. My trembling body pressed against Liam's chest, and I closed my eyes, savoring the feel of his arms around me.

It was made out of sapphire and looked like a stone heart and around that heart there was a vine and a flower wrapping it protectively. The wind was blowing a little stronger than before and just as I lifted my head up I was hit by a smell of strawberry and lavender. I took a deep breath looking at the source of the smell and I knew the clock hit 12. “ Mate!!!” We both said in unison. And then a beautiful smile spread across his lips. “ Can I hug you, princess? Please?” He asked and I nodded my head, unable to express anything. He hugged me tightly and as soon as our skin made contact I felt a spark. A delicious kind of spark which is leaving fireworks under my skin.

He placed the gun back into its pocket staring at her. "It's so nice to see you again". Victoria said as she stroked towards him, and without warning, enveloped him in a tight hug. Raphael who just walked out from the door caught sight of this and gave a wicked smile. He quickly drew out his phone and took a photo of the two who were in a tight hug. "This would be the best way to start with my breakup plan". He said walking away before they noticed him. Drake was dumb folded and within a flash, pulled himself out of the hug with no expression at all on his face.

To shed tears and be soothed by those who fully comprehend what I have been going through. I started getting to my feet and managed to reach for my backpack, searching for something. I yanked it out as soon as I got my hands on it, uncovering a zippered bag with a beloved heart on it. I sliced open the resealable pack and scooped up the heart from it. It seems to have me completely enthralled and ogling it.

Every inch of me sculpted, trained, perfected. The kind of Luna alphas were raised to desire. The kind of mate built, not fated. But Kade had never truly been mine. Not in the way that mattered. Not in the soul-deep, bone-bound, unforgiving way. He’d loved her. Still did. And that made her dangerous. Too dangerous. I reached for the locket hidden beneath my robe, popping it open with a click. Inside: a folded scrap of parchment, barely bigger than a fingernail, etched in blood-ink.

The intense perfume emanating from Hiya's body wafted over her, a pleasant scent that could encapsulate centuries within its allure. Contrary to this, Utkarsh had always been associated with the scent of alcohol. She slowly opened her eyes, and her gaze fixated on his exposed chest where two buttons of his shirt were undone. Shifting her focus away, she looked at his face, which was silently pulling her into his embrace and walking. When suddenly, their eyes met – her black diamond eyes collided with his hazel brown ones. Panicking, Hiya quickly averted her gaze to the other side, and in response, he smirked, a subtle smile she failed to notice.

"Mike is a geek and a hopeless romantic obsessed with losing his virginity; Trent is..." "You don't know what Trent is like because you don't know him, Nora," I interrupted, grabbing a small bag hanging behind the door, mentally kicking myself for leaving the pack of cigarettes in the pocket of the other pants on the floor. "First wait until you know him, and if you see that you do, that you like him and all... I'll support you and be there for you no matter what," I continued, shrugging and going back into the dressing room to grab the pants I had taken off. When I found my tobacco, I returned to the room. Nora was already waiting for me with a small backpack on her back and retouching her

Then he pulled my panties down the rest of the way and tucked them in his pocket. “If you want these back, you know where to find me,” he told me. I actually didn’t have any idea where to find him. But I wasn’t about to say that. He got up and walked away, whistling. I hated him.

“So have you got a design in mind?” I hand him my piece of paper showing him the design I found online. When I had gone searching, I had a couple of ideas in mind, but when I saw this tribal design featuring two emperor penguins bowing their heads together to form a heart, I just knew that was exactly what I wanted on both wrists.

He said gripping onto my wrist and leading me down to the pack barbeque area near a pool that was just behind the pack house. When we arrived Layla came with headbands one with a big deer antlers representing a buck and the other with ears and smaller antlers covered with little roses representing doe. She placed the Buck antlers onto Lucians head and the other on mine. “LET THE PARTY BEGIN” Layla said turning to the whole pack. A cheer so loud that it could shake the earth echoed through the packs territory and I wouldn’t be surprised if neighboring pack had heard it. My face went red due to the amount of love I was receiving that I went completely shy. “First we will cast the votes and rec