She Took Him, I Took Their World Novels & Stories

He was smiling slightly and it seemed the rest of them didn’t notice it. He took a slice of bread and just as she was about to take hers, he fed her his and I gasped in shock. I turned away as I clenched my fists at this, this had to be it. It was enough to make me finalize my decision. I was going to take her back to her world, the human world, the place where I would be the only one she spoke to and met. There, I would only be hers, her companion and more importantly, her dominant.

The only thing that mattered was in my arms. She came back to me. And this time, I would burn the world before letting her be taken again.

"We were going to change the world together and then she fell in love and wanted to keep you and ruin everything." "So you had to stop her," Marcus said. Vanessa nodded. Her eyes hardened. “So I stopped her.”

I asked. She soon replied, "Who are they? I have never heard of their names. Are they your classmates?" "They're family." "Babe, is everything alright with you? You're an orphan!" They had truly vanished. They had been completely erased. It was as if they had never even existed in this world. A faint and dull ache throbbed in my chest, but a second later, I had forgotten why that was so. All I could remember was the fact that I had a system, and the apocalypse was coming soon.

I said quietly, "I've avenged you. Everyone who hurt you has paid the price." I smiled faintly. "So, rest now. Watch the sun rise and set. And in your next life..." My voice softened. "I hope you're born into a family that loves you from the very beginning. A family that treasures you the way you always deserved." A gentle breeze swept through the sea of sunflowers. Their petals rustled softly in the wind. It almost felt like a reply. And for the first time since his death, I knew Owen had finally found peace.

She asked, her eyes still wide taking it all in. “This is for us, love. These are our loyal followers who want nothing but to make this world ours. Today we take Detroit, soon the world will be ours to do as we see fit.” I held her hand in mine and continued. “In our world there are no rules, we are free to give in to our desires, our lust. Everything you have ever longed for could be yours.”

Only a weary, final truth. "I know," she breathed. "My world is you." It was not "I love you." It was something deeper, more devastating. It was the full, conscious acceptance of her own captivity. It was the signature on the deed. Justin’s smile softened into something that, in another life, might have been tenderness. He captured her hand, kissed her palm, and placed it over his heart. "Then sleep," he commanded gently, pulling her closer. "Your world is right here. And it's never letting you go."

His black shirt accentuated his sharp, refined features, while his gentle, charming smile made my heart flutter. He leaned forward slightly and spoke softly, "Hello, I'm Isaiah Joubert." My eyes lit up with joy. This man's appearance and demeanor were the epitome of the perfect rich, handsome man—a far cry from the imposter I'd encountered before. The contrast couldn't have been more striking! I quickly composed myself and assumed a more graceful posture. I responded gently, "Nice to meet you, Mr. Joubert." Dad observed the subtle change in my demeanor and couldn't help but chuckle. He teased, "Weren't you just saying you weren't interested in traditional arranged marriages? Why are you so i

She let out a soft gasp, and I took the opportunity to deepen the kiss, my tongue tangling with hers as the world around us disappeared.

I listen to the sound of his footsteps fading way. For the first time since I left my pack, I am alone. Now is my chance. I still have the root in my pocket. I reach for it. I will take fate into my own hands. I will end my life so I do not have to live a life with him as his bride. With shaking hands, I take the root from my pocket and bring it up to my lips.