Safe In The Arms Of Love Novels & Stories

"I had been yearning to feel you in my arms for so long, Princess. It was really worth waiting. Now I don't want anything from god because the whole world is in my arms. Yes, Princess, you're my world. You don't know, I had been craving love for so long. You are the peace of my life. The love which I'm experiencing with you, it's not an ordinary love, it's a soulful love. I really love you, Princess. You're the only peace of my life. I want to keep you safe in my arms forever." I'm dead. He touched my heart with his true confession. He's absolutely right, it's not an ordinary love, it is really a love of two souls. I just want to freeze the time and want to spend the rest of my life in his p

Victor consents to being bound and teased, experiencing surrender for the first time. I wrapped my arms securely around his waist, holding him as he wept against my neck, his body shaking with the force of years of suppressed fear, responsibility, and the terrifying, beautiful realization that he didn't have to be invincible to be loved. "I've got you," I murmured, over and over, pressing searing kisses to his temple, his jaw, the side of his neck. "I have you. You are safe. You are entirely safe."

His fingers traced slow, lazy patterns down my arm, his touch gentle, almost worshipful. “Good night, love,” he murmured, lips brushing my temple. I sighed, melting into him, the weight of the world fading with every breath. Here, in his arms, I was safe. Still his. Always his. And as sleep pulled me under, I let myself drown in him.

I leaned forward, resting my head softly against his chest, against the warmth of him, and let out a shaky breath I hadn’t realized I was holding. “But right now,” I whispered, “here in your arms... I feel safe. Safer than I’ve ever been. And there’s no wolf coming to take me away.” His arms wrapped around me instantly, holding me like I was something fragile, something worth protecting. And for the first time in a long time, I believed I was. I closed my eyes, sinking into the steady rhythm of his heartbeat, and in that moment, I let myself breathe. Follow me on I,. g authormiragreen

And maybe, just maybe, in his arms she’d also find the one thing she coveted. She slid her arms down to wrap them around his torso. His body folded around her like a protective casing of large hard muscles and she loved it, loved every second she was there even more. Yup, this was where she wanted to be until she was strong again. And certainly, not maybe, she’ll be staying in those arms until she was old and grey. She was going to make sure of it.

Perhaps. "I'm Kim Yeojoon. I do not wish to harm you." He lifted both arms in the air in surrender. His breathing was steady despite the threat. He needs to remain calm and poised even in the jaws of danger. "I am only here to help since I sensed the smell of blood. Forgive me if I have frightened you."

Security. She circled the bed and plopped down beside me. As I turned away from her, ashamed of my thoughts and the fact that she had seen me in this state, I felt her arms slide around my waist. Her face was nuzzling my neck as she held me tight. She made me feel safe with just a simple gesture such as telling me that I was alright or coming after me no matter how many times I pushed her away. In her arms I sensed the sort of safety that I longed for, but never thought would reach.

Élianor She takes me in her arms, she takes me the way you take your daughter, the way you take your child, the way you take your life, your heart, your soul, everything you have, everything you are, everything you will be, forever, for eternity, until the end of time, for everything we have, everything we don't have, everything we will have, if we want, if we dare, if we believe, if we hope, if we love. Her arms are warm, her arms are soft, her arms are those of a mother, the ones I have always searched for, always wanted, always hoped for, always believed in, always loved, without knowing them, without ever having touched them, without ever having felt them, without ever having loved them,

“When I woke up in that orrery and couldn’t find you, I thought–I thought I’d lost you. I realized then, maybe for the first time, how little I cared if the world was burning down, if I couldn’t keep you safe, if every evil known to our kind was coming for us… I realized none of it fucking mattered if you weren’t here anymore, Sarah. Safe, happy, and normal wouldn’t matter. I love you. I’ve loved you since the moment I saw you, and I’d walk through a thousand fucked up lifetimes just to be by your side again.” I cup his face and draw him down to me, kissing him deeply. He melts into the kiss, covering me with his body, his knee drawing up between my thighs. Maybe it’s just the need to feel e