Santana Or Else Forget About It Novels & Stories

"Remember you belong to only me and always will. We are bound together forever. Nothing can break us apart. Our bond can never be undone. I love you. Come for me and show me your own love and the obedience I demand of you." Clarissa gave a cry in her sleep and Nathan felt the squeeze of her internal muscles, signalling the release of her climax. He looked down upon her face, watching her contorted, tormented passion ride her beautiful features as her orgasm spiralled and brought tears to her eyes with its power. For a moment, Nathan felt the join between them tighten and grow in strength. It wouldn't be long now before they were fully reunited as one. He just had to be patient.

Santos 'Oh for Goddess's sake! How did that man escape?' Santos thought the harpies had almost dispatched of the Midnight pack, and he was silently congratulating himself on not having to use the demons at his disposal. When along came hurricane Ethan, doubling Elena's magic, and now Santos was watching as she lay waste to his fighters.

Sofia stayed quiet for too long that it became bothersome. Taking off her glasses, she folded her hands on the table. “I know this might sound unprofessional for a person of the law to say, but I would anyway. Diego Sanchez isn't someone you want to enter that puddle with. He controls all of Atlanta. And I know it might sound crazy, but it's the truth. You won't win, and might end up losing more than you bargained for.” My mouth was wide agape as I stared confused. “can you speak in simple English please?"

"Nicklaus is very sincere to me, and I also like him very much. I can no longer hold any other man in my heart" "But he is the President. He has a fiance and a son. Are you unaware of this?" "I know" Samantha frowned. "Santos, I'm aware of everything. I know it better than anyone else. But I know better than anyone else hoe Nicklaus likes me and how he treats me. I believe in him and I am confident that I will not fall in love with the wrong person" "What if he abandon you one day? What if he forgets about you?" Santo's questioned, a little bit agitated.

I sat in the car, gripping the steering wheel as memories from my past life flashed through my mind. When I started dating Trevor, I'd known about his childhood friend, Evelyn Summers. But he always kept his distance from her, so I never thought much of it. In my past life, Evelyn and her family went on vacation to Hanoe Island and left her dog, Mojo, with Trevor. But when Trevor returned to his hometown with his father to spend Christmas with his grandparents, the job ended up falling on me.

We got to the car and Charlotte drove off, as we were on our way home, I kept on glancing at Charlotte as she drove us home in a Ferrari. “Your movie wasn’t bad” she said with her eyes locked on the road. “Babe, don’t you think that the cashier could help out” I changed the topic before it could get anywhere. “Help out with what?” she said with a deep sigh. “With my memory, maybe she could help me remember some stuff” I explained with a calm relieved tone. “All you care about is your memory” she yelled at me as she increases the speed to express the fact that she was annoyed by the fact that I mentioned my memory.

Santana teases, which makes me laugh. “Right, I don’t know what’s so special about….” Kenya stops as I glare at her. I will not tolerate her disparaging my honey, especially when I miss him to spend time with them. “You don’t have to know what’s special. He’s my man, he’s special to me. Now let's go in before I change my mind.” “I guess no one can talk about your lil’ boyfriend,” Santana replies jokingly.

I wish I could bring you back. I wish you could smile again. I wish we could talk again. I wish we could still hear your voice. I wish I could tell you how much we love you. I wish I could tell you and convince you this is not right. I wish to convince you that you had no right to end your life. I wish you would come back. If these wishes cannot come true, then, I pray to God to burn those, who made you commit suicide, in the fires of hell forever. Above all, I still wish you could come back. We Love You. You will always be missed, Sheffali. Rest in Peace.

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Santana took a long drink, confirming Jessica’s statement. “Technically it’s supposed to be a secret, but everyone knows. They all know that this isn’t real but they’re pretending like it is to maintain social decorum and save face. And my stupid grand father won’t let me love who I want all because I got caught with someone like you.” “What’s that supposed to mean?” “An outsider,” Santana expanded, waving her arms around to gesture at the pool and the house. “Someone who doesn’t have all of this.” Jessica looked down, wondering if she should be offended by those words and how bluntly Santana had said them.