Softer Novels & Stories

But now ,noww I could feel it,The strain then came Another soundBehind us this time. Closer than before not a click not even a step but Something softer. Like fabric brushing against a surface. I froze. Tomás…I called out to him “I heard it. He said sharply Sofia whimpered again. I rocked her instinctively, whispering soft nonsense into her hair, even though my throat felt tight. It’s okay… it’s okay… But it wasn’t oh God, it wasn’t. The screen flickered again. Text overlaying the video now. Turn around.

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I am looking forward to meeting her. My brother’s agree with that plan and leave the room. Leo leans over and gives me soft kiss on the lips. “Have a power nap sweet girl, maybe catch up with Atari a bit. I’ve got you”. Knowing I have this safety and this backup, having Leo know what I need and advocate for me fills me with a fuzzy warm feeling and I slowly drift to sleep feeling safe and loved and maybe, a little smug. But just a little bit.

“ It’s very possible, just hard to attain, “ he huskily said. I could tell from the tone of his voice his mood had gone down. I wonder if it had anything to do with his mother. He slammed the cooler shut and walked away. “ Next time slam it a little harder, “ JJ shouted. Why couldn’t he just shut up sometimes? One day, he was going to say that to the wrong person and get killed. “ So, who do you think would win in a fight? Katherine or Ethan? “ Maya said brushing her ass against JJ’s pants. JJ carefully shooed her away and she sat and pouted on the cooler. “ Ethan, have you seen his muscles? “ Mabel swooned. I had the urge to beat the shit out of her for betraying me. How could everyone thin

she said I gave her a real smile and she smiled back "I love you" I said hugging her "I love you more" she said patting my back softly "And I'm glad you counted on me, you called me when you needed help, thank you" she said I pulled back from the hug and laughed, wiping my tears "I should be thanking you" I laughed and we both laughed "I'd love to stay more but, I got to go to work and you've got school tomorrow" she told me

" It is the bond …you can't hold out forever, '' Shiva said to me. I took a step back and that was a bad mistake , because he let out animalistic growls at me and it shook me to my core and stopped me in my tracks . "LET ME IN" WHAT THE F***! Did his wolf just speak to me?

I swore someone asked if he kept the receipt. Once we sat down, Triston gripped my thigh, leaning into my ear. "Careful with our words. You and I are madly in love," he whispered. I gritted my teeth, responding, "I know." I retorted, “Your family is kind as always.” He was close to my face, and I could smell his cologne. Musky yet so clean,

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Slim I sat next to her on the cliff, handing her a cup of water. Surprisingly, my nerves relaxed as her fingertips unintentionally brushed against mine, and I resisted the urge to sigh in frustration. There was something intriguing about her. She exuded an aura of tranquility wherever she went, and it was slowly affecting me. She smiled at me, but her eyes didn't reflect the same joy. I could tell something was weighing heavily on her mind. "Thanks," she said, her voice shaky with the impact of her thoughts. I could sense her anxiety consuming her.

Soft. He moved his lips over mine with a soft, lingering sweetness that felt like pure peace. It was a slow, deep stroke of his tongue that tasted like warmth and safety. A tiny, broken sob caught in the back of my throat. I had missed him so much. I had missed his touch, his smell, the quiet security of his arms.