Sueno De Amor Capitulo 46 Novels & Stories

Rican leaned closer to her ear. “I am talking about those dreams which you see every night about me, Ms. Halzen,” he breathed out in her ear, pacing up the beat of her heart. How could this be possible? Her cheeks started heating up. “What happened? Am I saying something wrong?” He teased her more. Swallowing down her saliva, Nina looked at him and decided to show him her bravery. “Yes, you have gotten the wrong information from somewhere, Mr Alfanso,” she snapped at him, trying to play it cool.

,Neither of us move. Just stare at each other, trying to read each other.I got nothing and I'm guessing Hunter got nothing too because he just nods and walks out. Not before saying,"Lock after me amor " that word again, amor Damn it to hell.Why do I miss it so much?

The irony almost made her laugh - if she could. Just as she shut her eyes, surrendering to fate, a blurred shape appeared in the distance. Damian! He was sprinting toward the stone bridge like a madman, seawater and rain lashing at him. His suit clung to him, soaked through. Pure terror had drained all color from his face. "BELLA!" His scream tore through the storm. Bella strained to answer, but only silence left her throat. Then another wave hit - this one swallowing her completely.

Her breathing matched his, becoming slow and calm. In the quiet of the dimly lit room, wrapped in the scent of sandalwood and the beautiful safety of his embrace, Serena finally closed her eyes. Safe within the arms of the monster who would destroy the world to keep her breathing, she drifted into a deep sleep. And there, in the quiet aftermath of blood and fire, they slept together, bound by a dark, unbreakable thread.

Chapter 4: The Unveiling Storm Morning light filtered through the penthouse windows, painting the rumpled silk sheets in soft golds that matched the lingering warmth in my body. I lay tangled with Damien, my curves pressed intimately against his hard lines, his arm draped possessively over my waist. The events of the night replayed in my mind like a fever dream—the gallery, the desperate joining, the way he had claimed every inch of me until I felt reborn. My pussy still throbbed deliciously from the repeated invasions, slick with the remnants of our passion. Yet as his fingers began to trace lazy circles over the swell of my hip, stirring fresh desire, a quiet unease settled in my chest.

Adrian’s face twisted with hurt at my words as he pulled me tightly into his arms. “Elena, how could I ever hurt you? I love you so much. I could never let you suffer even a little.” I shoved him away with all my strength and yelled, “Then why did you come here?! Don’t you realize you’re a wanted man?!” He nodded, acknowledging it. Then, he fixed me with a desperate, longing gaze. “Elena, you’ve never liked Sue, right? She’s dead now. Evan has been sent to an orphanage. No one can stand in the way of our love anymore.

******* Selena POV. I think I might have gone into a parallel universe because I clearly remember my dad hugging me, telling me to get better, and letting me know how much he loved me, how he missed me. He probably explained all the evil Jose put him through but I was too disoriented to grasp whether it was a dream or reality. I must have been in my fantasy land for a long time because I also dreamed up Andrei telling me he loved me. Apologizing to me for everything. My subconscious was running wide with me. I blinked, but my whole face felt like a brick was laid on it, it was difficult to open my eyes and my stomach hurt like hell. It felt like a huge car ran over me.

The Story Begins… There was a time in the past when werewolves and witches had interceptions among each other in the same land. However, a mutual hatred had emerged from a different angle of the world as to who was the greatest. This caused a huge unsettlement yet it was not so in San Antonio, they interrelated but they did not interbreed, as it was seen as an abomination. Queen Lorelai held a candle in his hand and walked to her secret room while chanting some words. When she got there, she lightened up a mini fire which she fueled with a chicken's intestine.

She said and walked straight to her room. Well maybe she's right. It's just a rose. --End of Chapter 4--