The End Of Innocence Book Mga Nobela at Kwento

He was looking at me with a feeling of triumph on my face but it suppressed when he followed my words. It was then when the loud blast was heard at the door of the hall taking in the four men with it too as they screamed while burning. My shoe got in fire too but I couldn’t care less at that time. “You can’t win this time Zaroon Durani. You would pay for your family’s sin. You can’t pay for all the sins just by dealing with the families. This time you would pay with pain.” He said and took out the gain to aim at Ayra’s forehead. She glanced at me as if she was trying to say so many things with her eyes and the moment my team entered the hall the gun shot echoed silencing ever person in the r

Amber said to him in a tone she didn’t recognize as her own. She didn’t wait to see his reaction. Hoped she’d fucking hurt him as she pulled the hood down over her head. Instantly, she felt suffocated, plunged into a deep darkness. She couldn’t breathe! This was how it all fucking ended, not with a bullet, but in this suffocating darkness… Chapter 41

With his every word and every passing second, she was looking more and more numb and voraciously empty. "You can tell dad or anyone else about each and every thing. I don't care because…" he uttered. "All I had ever cared about was my promise which I had given to you, 5 years ago and last night, I fulfilled it completely," he said and then leaned closer to her ear. "The promise to torment your innocence, mi nena and I fulfilled it finally," saying that, he pecked her ear gently and leaned back. "Accept it as my goodbye, mi nena and never forget it that sinners might get forgiven but their sins are not," Zian passed her one last grin before heading back towards the bed.

And Mia would walk back into school, trusting and unaware. Elena poured herself a final cup of coffee. She looked at the steaming liquid. She raised the cup like a toast. “To innocence preserved,” she whispered. “May it last as long as it can.” She drank, tasting bitterness and hope. Then she set the cup down and closed her eyes, ready for whatever dawn might bring.

She looked so innocent and helpless, but it took a lot of courage for her to run away from marriage that first time, as she had. She could be my angel, my innocence in the midst of the perverted world I lived in. I didn't like the idea of ​​her getting her hands dirty. She didn't need to kill anyone, because I was there to do it for her. However, I understood all her fears very well. Donatella was crazy, and she really could have done worse if I hadn't shown up. Lais was right; she needed to protect herself, whether I liked it or not. I glimpsed blood and semen on the sheet, the clear sign that I had taken her virginity and deposited my seed in her womb. It had been ten years of waiting for

“The morning after pill? Ever heard of it?” “Oh,” she mouths the word and blushes again. Sometimes, just every now and then, I get a glimpse of the innocent girl she once was. Even when she left her sheltered life behind and joined us in the ‘real world,’ some of that innocence remained. “What will people say if I-” “Nothing,” I interrupt her. “It’s no big deal. Everyone uses it.” I grab the armrests of her chair and lean over to kiss her. “Even big, bad gangsters,” I mutter against her lips.

She didn't want to be a caged pigeon any longer. After coming from the church, she visited the room where he had kept her belongings. From her hair strands to blood stains, he had collected everything. If he wanted to, he could easily frame her for a murder, and she would have no way to prove her innocence. Just how much he must have wanted her to hold onto her things like things? As romantic as it sounded, it was equally chilling. Unwanted all her life, she had never imagined someone would cross every possible boundary for her. Someone would break the rules, destroy reasons for her. All her life, she had ignored him only to share her most intimate moments with him. Given their history, she

Almost innocent but almost cruel. Then turned around. Her back was visible to him now, spine straight, fingers brushing the clasp with maddening slowness. She wasn't really undressing. Her innocence was no longer silent. It unapologetically reached for him... curious, burning, brave. Daniel's breath flared behind her. He squeezed her ass hard, making her gasp. ▪ ▪ ▪ ▪ ▪ ▪

And curiosity, in my world, always ended in blood. END OF CHAPTER 1

It just needed the courage to keep breathing. ​"Rule 38," I whispered into the silence, one last time for the ghosts of our fathers. ​"The end of the book is where the life begins."