Relinquish Novels & Stories

she hisses. Shawn picks up, "Newsflash, the Reversal worked, but sadly it made life a female-dominated hell. We," he gestures between the two of us, "along with other 'rebels' devised a plan to turn the world around. We need to initiate equality, and you can help with step one. We need you to formulate another chemical, and when the time comes to release it--December 31st, 2020, by the way--your gas should be released," he sums up. I'm impressed. Shy Shawn is out the window, and this outspoken and direct Shawn is peeking through... I'm not mad about it.

“But we relinquished that burden when the war fractured the realms.” “And we took it up,” Riven replies. Her gaze shifts to him. “Then relinquish it again.” Riven hesitates only a breath. Then he nods. He turns to me. “You accept guardianship?” I swallow the lingering fire in my veins. “I do.” “Then as guardian,” Elena says gently, “you may transfer it.” My wolf snarls. Keep it. “No.” Riven steps closer to Elena. “By blood and by bond, I release my claim.”

IMANI (typing): “Refund denied. Your crew broke the agreement. Next time, send professionals.” She tosses her phone aside and slowly removes her earrings, one by one. She leans back, removes her earrings one by one, and exhales sharply. IMANI You think you’ve won, Regan? You’ve only delayed me.

"Nonsense. It’s a small token of my appreciation for you joining our family. You must let me do this." I opened my mouth to protest again, but Isabel’s gaze was unwavering. "Skyla, please. I want you to have this. You’ve been nothing but kind to my grandson, and I know that this will help you feel more a part of this world. Take it, please." There was a firmness to her voice that left no room for argument. I took the jewelry, albeit reluctantly, knowing that rejecting her kindness outright would cause more harm than good. "Thank you," I said quietly, the words feeling foreign on my tongue but necessary nonetheless.

"Leon, you should go. This is over. Let me live my life and you with yours." He looked like he wanted to resist, but ended up just bowing his head, surrendering to a reality he couldn’t change. "If that’s what you want," he said in a trembling voice. I nodded, holding back the tears that were beginning to fill my eyes. "It’s what’s best for all of us." When he turned to leave, I felt a strange sense of relief mixed with sadness. But I knew this was the first step towards freedom and a better life for myself and my children.

Sebastian I did it; I fucking bagged the contract, and it's signed already as we sit across from one another in the restaurant as we drink to success. "It's a pleasure doing business with you, Mr King," Yu Meng grins back at me. I nod, and I think of the price I've paid for the phones that we will redistribute with our names attached to them. It's a good deal, far less than I expected them to agree on, yet we have to keep it a secret for now, still playing the game that the phones are up for grabs.

She creased her brows. “Step away, bitch.” Ian said as Hannah rushed toward them, pushing Quinn aside and slapping him hard. “Don’t you call her that, you asshole. I never even wanted to see your face. And what do you think you are doing?” She creased her brows. “If this is the closure you wanted then I’ll give it.” She gritted her teeth. “I Hannah Grace Lazardo rejected you, Ian Marquis, as my mate. We are no longer bonded together after you claim another. Your silent rejection ends here.”

“Let her off. Every wrong has its cause. I should be the one to pay back what I owe you.” “Uh…” Cillian feigned his hesitation, but the smirk on his lips remained as wide as ever. “It is surprising that Mr. Brighthall is willing to bow to me. However, I’m afraid that it can be difficult to erase everything that happened when all you do is just bend over.” Brendan’s expression turned sour. “You said that all I have to do is bow down.” “Yes.” Cillian laughed in delight. “However, I didn’t say I’d free Deirdre after you bowed to me. I said I won’t torment Deirdre if you bow down to me willingly.”

He thought Truth is yes, Tierra did regret the night before. But she couldn't take it back. All she can do is forget about it and move on. After all, the prince is getting married to someone else. God! Tierra thought. ————-

“Your contract. Paid in full. The debt that brought you here — erased. You are free to leave, Soren. To return to your life, your world, your mortality.” Soren looked at the paper. Her freedom, signed and sealed. The culmination of everything she’d agreed to, everything she’d endured. She picked it up, met his eyes and tore it in half. The sound of ripping paper was loud in the silent study. She tore it again, and again, until it was nothing but confetti in her hands, drifting to the floor like snow. “I don’t want freedom,” she said, her voice steady. “Not from you.” Lian’s expression shifted — controlled mask cracking to reveal the predator beneath. He stood, slow and deliberate, and circle