Saving Abel So Addicted To You Novels & Stories

But her true self hurt me in ways that only a devil could. "You have no idea how much I wish I could go back to the night I met you so that I could tell you to go to hell," I add. She stares directly into my eyes, “You loved it, Abel. Don’t try and kid yourself. You loved being mine. You were nothing then, and I saved you, saved you from a life in a smoky restaurant. Believe me, baby, that’s where you would be still now. I taught you everything you know, everything you needed.”

Skyler frowned silently and did not say anything else. The Crain Villa. Abel had just gone through a drug withdrawal. His body was covered in sweat, and he still felt a little weak. His eyes were a little glazed over. If Skyler had not thrown Dan Lester in jail, Abel would have chopped up Dan into pieces to sate the hatred in his heart. He changed his clothes and went downstairs. The moment he went downstairs, he saw Shaun shoot up from the couch haggardly, a panicked expression on his face. “Abel, you’ve got to save me!”

"I think you need to see a therapist. Get your brain checked. Because clearly, you’re not sane." Abel’s grin only widened, his eyes darkening with a hint of something more dangerous. "Oh, really?" he said, his voice low and smooth. "Well, how about I tell my dad and my uncle the real reason behind this new drink production? How about I tell them it’s all to save Bailey from the mafia boss?" At that moment, the blood drained from my face. I had always known Abel was a thorn in my side, but this was something else. He was playing a dangerous game, and I wasn’t sure how much longer I could hold it together.

She twisted away promptly, hardly sparing me as much as a glance or comment. Abel: 1, Solana: 0.

Amelia I'm an addict. And my poison of choice is a boy. Miguel Angel Sanchez has replaced beef jerky as my number one addiction. Staying away from him has become an exercise in effort since we came back together from Los Angeles. The days are wild. We have sex. Plenty of sex. Earth shattering sex. Back breaking sex. We do it everywhere. On my bed. On his bed. In the shower. In my car. In the lake. In the school janitor's closet. In the movie theatre. It's a fucking fest. I have bite marks all over my upper body and between my thighs to show for it.

★。＼｜／。★ VANESSA DAVIS ★。／｜＼。★ Tate sat slumped in the chair, pale and sweat-slicked, like something had been siphoned from his spine. He’d broken, but not in the loud, sobbing way I expected. No screaming. No begging. Just a whisper and a look in his eyes like he’d seen hell blink back. I need to take notes from Abel though i hope to never be the one torturing someone for information. And that brings up another thought. My line of job is dangerous but I’m too young to quit. I mean, think about it. I’m not even thirty.

"No! I've sacrificed too much. I've come too far. I won't stop until Alex is mine. I don't care how long it takes or what I have to do." "Then you're going to end up in jail. Or worse. Is that really what you want?" "What I want is Alex Thompson. And I will have him. With or without your help." "Then you'll do it without me. I'm leaving the country, Abigail. I'm starting over. And I suggest you do the same." "You're abandoning me? After everything?" "I'm not abandoning you. I'm trying to save you from yourself. But if you won't listen, then there's nothing more I can do."

Panicked and desperate, Arthur grabbed me before swearing to the Moon Goddess, "You have to trust me, Sophia! I want to spend the rest of my life with you. Please come back with me." His tone softened, and his eyes misted over as he spoke. Arthur had always presented himself as a grave and stoic Alpha in front of me. He'd never shown me his humble and vulnerable side before. Nevertheless, I shook my head and said, "You're the Alpha, Arthur. You shouldn't be lowering yourself to plead like that. I need you to remember something—I'm free now. No one can ever hold me back again!" I met his gaze, my expression serious.

In an instant, the flesh on Caleb's back was corroded down to the bone. He didn't let go until the final shockwave subsided. Then, like a broken shell, he collapsed into a pool of blood. Evelyn stood on the stage and watched with a complicated expression. Ultimately, she called for a medical team. Hours later, the surgical doors opened. Thanks to the specialized medication Evelyn had developed, Caleb barely managed to cling to life. However, his wolf was permanently crippled, and he would spend the rest of his life in the agonizing burn of silver poisoning.