She's The One He Won't Let Go Novels & Stories

Silence. A few seconds, then— "You have to admit, overseas is tougher. It's normal that Nadine beat me. Same as five years ago when I came back and beat you—you'd never lost. If you're not good enough, you accept it." I squeezed my phone, nails biting into my palm. "So what? She beat you once, not me. You gonna marry her for that?" "Clara! I've never thought that." He reined it in, voice heavy. "But I made that promise publicly. If I don't follow through, it makes Nadine look bad. Let's stop here. We both need to cool off."

he asked. “Soon enough,” I said. “We don’t rush the first cut. We make sure it lands where it hurts most. The hospital visit. The argument. The fact that she’s already carrying something she hasn’t told him. All of it can be shaped.” He nodded once. “I’ll have the next package ready. Quiet distribution. No fingerprints that lead back too quickly.” “Good. And Elena?” “She’ll keep trying. Let her. Every time he walks away from her, it confirms the fracture. We don’t need her to succeed. We only need her to keep testing the same weak point.”

Her heart started pounding furiously. Taking a deep breath, she repeated, "Let me go." But Hades was reluctant to do so. He even held her tighter as though he was trying to weld them both together. "Ally, I miss you," he sighed. Alanna was flustered. Instinctively, she wanted to shove him away. However, Hades grabbed her hands and had her under control. "Don't move, Ally. If you move again, I'll get hard." Alanna stopped moving altogether. Feeling embarrassed, she stomped on his foot. But right after that, she realized Hades was truly aroused.

She's serious. She wants to leave. If I let her go, she’ll walk out of that door and out of this castle without looking back! Fuck! “I can't let that happen.” “Yes, you can!” She tries to yank her wrist out of my hold to no avail. My hand is wrapped around it firmly and I'm not going to let go anytime soon. “Let me go!” She shouts out loud, using more force, but my grip is not something she can ever get out of forcefully.

"She texted me saying she wanted to jump off a building. We need to find her immediately." I nodded. "Okay. Go ahead." This time, I wasn't going to meddle in his fate anymore. He could jolly well ruin his own future, for all I cared. Just as I was about to shut the door in his face, he grabbed my hand and said, "Come with us. We'll look for her together." I brushed his hand away and said, "I'm not going with you. The entrance exams are tomorrow. I still want to get in some last-minute revision."

Her knees dug into my pelvis and the sensation was extraordinary. I didn’t know how to convince her with sweet words, with the same tenderness I saw other men do. "You say you owe me," I told her. She looked up, making it all come back. "Pay me." "How?" "Stay." My hand rose to her face. She flinched. It broke my heart how terrified she truly was. My finger caressed her cheek, enjoying the sultry radiation she gave. Her breath cut as she shut her eyes, she, too enjoying it. I could see it, feel it. It was an unbelievable sensation I knew this stranger could only give me. My thumb traced circles around her cheekbones and down the space between her chin and cheek.

I stormed into her room and kicked the door open, but she wasn't home yet. I called her over and over, but she didn't pick up. With no other choice, I sat in the living room and waited. When Tracy finally came back, looking all frazzled, she spotted me on the couch and immediately switched to her smug, fake smile. "Well, if it isn't Mrs. Andrus. What, couldn't satisfy your incubus husband? He kicked you out already? You can't seriously think that marrying Lionel will make him fight his incubus nature. Do you really believe you can handle a man like that when he's in heat? Come on, we're sisters. I'd never hurt you. You've always been too gullible—if I don't keep an eye on you, you might end

she orders pulling me into a tight hug. I let her pull me outside the packhouse back to the house while people watch us as we walk by. She unlocks the door pulling me into the house with her before pulling me into her embrace letting her sweet berry sent feel my nostrils calming my heartbeat. I enjoyed her presence and care for a few minutes before pulling away "Ma I am so sorry because of me you are being told to leave this pack" I plead pain and regret shining in my eyes. Her lips form a smile leaving me in a state of confusion "it doesn't matter where I am being told to go all that matters is my baby is right next to me"

She felt the heat of him through the thin fabric of her shirt, felt the way his breath hitched when she let herself melt into him. "Lila," he murmured, his voice rough, raw. "You’re shaking." She swallowed hard. "I don’t know what I’m doing." "You don’t have to," he said, his forehead pressing against hers. "Just let go." Let go. The words sent a shiver down her spine. How could she? Letting go meant surrendering, meant giving him the power to ruin her completely. "You make it sound so easy," she whispered. His thumb brushed over her cheek, his touch unbearably soft. "It is."

The sound of it rushed across her skin, searing its way down to the pit of her stomach and making her feel desire like she never had before. Let it go. He's not interested in broken down chunky girls. He wants someone who takes care of themselves. That's certainly not you. "Be at the gym at seven tonight. If you're not... I'm going to come and get you myself." "Hogtie the hog?" She steeled her features, forcing herself to look hateful. He started to respond before shaking his head and letting out a short, angry breath. Turning on his heel he walked out, letting the door slam.