She Took Him, I Took Their World Mga Nobela at Kwento

TAKEN middle poem SHE WAS STUCK BETWEEN TWO THINGS: SEDUCTION AND MARRIAGE ONE HER GUILTY PLEASURE, THE OTHER HER PEACEFUL LECTURE TO GET ONE, SHE HAS TO LOSE ONE. BUT WHO SAID THE TWO COULDN'T BE WON. TAKEN final POEM TAKEN BY A GEEZER WHO LOVED HER LIKE A PHILEEIN UNSATISFIED, SHE GOT OUT OF HER INN OUTSIDE LIES HER DEMISE , BUT SHE DIDN'T REALIZE HOOKED WITH HER CONTENTMENT WITH NO RESENTMENT

“Aсtuаllу, thаt’ѕ whу I’vе соmе, wе wеrе оn оur wау hоmе the оthеr nіght аnd I’m ѕоrrу tо tell уоu, ѕhе wаѕ tаkеn.” He frowns. “Tаkеn?” I fееl bad, I can’t bеlіеvе he dоеѕn’t knоw уеt. Thе Police should hаvе told hіm bу nоw. “Um, уеѕ. Wе wеrе саtсhіng a tаxі and ѕоmе guys pulled up, аttасkеd uѕ, аnd thеу tооk hеr.”

Sienna was married off to a butcher, and I heard the man had just beaten his last wife to death. I'd told them before. I was the one who lifted her out of the mountains, and I could just as easily send her back to hell.

And when he pulled back, just slightly…I didn’t chase him. But I didn’t step away either. “You promised,” he said softly, his forehead resting against mine. My breath was still ragged. From the thoughts, or kiss? I couldn't tell anymore. But I could tell I wanted more. “What?” I whispered. “That we were done with that world.” My chest tightened again—but this time, in a different way. “You said you were done letting it consume you.” His thumb brushed lightly against my jaw as my expression slowly softened. “You have me now,” he continued with a small smile. “You have your children.”

For a moment, I couldn't even tell whether what I was hearing was real. Part of me refused to believe they could treat me like this, but the other part kept replaying those words over and over, rooting me to the spot. I couldn't walk away. I had to hear what they would say next. "Alright then… Ian, thank you. Everything I have today is because of you. With you by her side, Lexi must be very happy. Sometimes I even envy her." Ian nodded proudly. "Don't worry. With me backing you, just focus on becoming a big star back home."

"She's a fledgling, she needs guidance. I was only close to her to inspire you, to push you to show your true talents for the good of the clan." "You know what they say. Competition brings out the best in people." His voice grew softer, more intimate. "I was waiting for you to show your true power, to prove you were worthy of my complete devotion." He opened his arms, about to embrace me. "Now that she's gone, we can start over. We can discuss the bond, but—" I threw him back with a wave of force. The power slammed into his chest, sending him staggering a few steps back. "The new owners take possession at three tomorrow," I said, my voice flat and cold. "I suggest you start packing."

There was only one way to get this feeling out of my system. I took one final step, completely closing the space between us and backed her against the wall. I wrapped one hand around her tender throat. The other one snaked up her nape and slid into the roots of her hair. Our bodies melded and the heat from the contact almost had me convulsing from the euphoric sensation that spammed me.

The rain poured harder, The world stood still. I whispered through the bond, Hold on. Just a little longer. Her eyes met mine. Glass bright. Terrified. But she nodded — barely. It was enough. But one wrong move and the world would burn.

My older brother was always my parents' favorite child. Victor had been sickly since birth, and from the time we were little, I was expected to absorb every misfortune meant for him. When his kidneys failed, my parents took one of mine and gave it to him. By then, my own body was already failing, yet when I begged them to treat me a little better, they only glared at me and cursed. "If you hadn't taken everything from your brother in the womb, why would he have suffered all these years? You owe this family. Pay it back." With untreated kidney disease worsening inside me, I died after Victor deliberately locked me inside his basement. It was painful, and it was bitter. But this life.

Her voice was barely more than a breath: “He’s looking for what they stole from him…” Kael tightened his grip around her. “What is it?” Her lips trembled. “…and when he finds it…” The shadows around them stirred. “The world will belong to him again.” ---