The Words In Your Snare Novel Novels & Stories

I whisper out each word with great difficulty while trying to ignore the other presence in the room, but it doesn’t seem to be working. 'Keep going, I’m right here with you. I promise I’ll be there soon, xingan baobei.' His voice sounds so pained and sad, and it hurts my heart to hear it. I never wanted to hurt him. Everything I go near is doomed. My mother, my father; Amelia’s pack wasn’t attacked until I came to live there and now Chris. If I really am both the snake of death and healing, maybe I’m more death than healing. After all, everything I touch I destroy.

Hi everyone. For those reading my book for the first time, my pen name is Natie and I love to write and share the stories in my head with you all. Thank you for reading my book Snatched By The Alpha. I hope you enjoyed it. I'll be adding book two to this book. Beta Emilio and His little warrior. Here's the synopsis. Renata looked at her mate’s brown eyes as intense nerves twisted her stomach. “Do you think I’m not bangable?”

Little pearls of water clung to his taught, tanned skin making him glisten under the dimmed amber lights of the chandelier. “Oh yea,” Bellamy raised an eyebrow as he noticed where Thea’s eyes were lingering. “What’s it about?” “It’s a reverse harem novel,” Thea smirked at him. Bellamy shot her a crooked grin. “I see how it is, are you wanting to add more players to the bench?” Thea’s breathe caught in her throat as a faint blush crept across her face. Shifting onto her hands and knees, she crawled across the bed, in an almost feline manner, until she reached where Bellamy stood watching her.

Tears burned in my eyes as loud, lively music played outside. I picked up the diamond ring from the floor. It still sparkled under the lights, but it did not seem as bright as it used to be. The cheers from outside made my head feel heavier, and my body was burning up. Before I knew it, I was leaning against the cold wall, slipping into a dream. In the dream, Nancy held me tight, telling me she believed in me and loved only me. However, then, everything changed. She was in Hank's arms, calling me "number 147."

Snow—my white wolf with cold blue eyes—lifted her head. The witch froze. Good. Even without speaking, Snow radiated lethal grace. My body felt heavier, stronger, and wild. Every instinct sharpened. My paws touched the floor with silent promise. The witch’s fingers twitched, drawing runes in a desperate attempt to defend herself, but Snow was already moving. A blur of white. A sharp snap of bones. A wet crack. In the span of a breath, Snow lunged at her, jaws stretching wide. Teeth sank into the witch’s neck and tore through flesh and bone with merciless precision.

his gaze sharpened “—is exactly what will destroy you before the Wicked ever has the chance.” His words stung, not because they were cruel, but because they were true. A sharp, heavy bang rattled the door, echoing through the small hut and sending every muscle in my body on edge. My hand instinctively went to the hilt of my blade. Snow’s eyes darted to mine—wide, alert, questioning—while Phineas simply exhaled a slow stream of smoke, his calm composure doing little to ease the tension crawling under my skin. Snow moved first. Her footsteps were cautious, deliberate, the wood creaking under each step as she crept toward the door. She glanced back at us once before her fingers brushed the hand

Encircling them both like icy fingers in a snare. A snare, however, Johan had the key to break. One that would potential save Alexander but at the cost of his kingdom. Marking the end of things long meant over. The flame gave a soft gasp, then died. Leaving a thin trail of smoke that coiled upward in the cold air like a whisper leaving the room.Darkness settled fast, leaving only the faint amber bleeding through the door's edges. That would be his light now. That and determination dressed as duty. Johan turned toward it.

I hit the edge of the chamber wall, rebounded, and drove myself forward, blood roaring in my ears. I spoke quickly, each word biting into my tongue. “Bind the flow where footsteps tread. Still the current where shadows fled. Let motion kneel and struggle cease— Azure Snare.” Blue light flared beneath Darius’s feet. He snarled as the spell locked for half a second—only half—but it was enough. Scott slammed into him, lightning detonating on impact. The force hurled all three of us apart. I hit the ground hard, pain flaring up my spine. The ring burned hotter now. My heart stuttered.

▪ ▪ ▪ ▪ ▪ ▪ ▪ ▪ ▪ ▪ ▪ ▪ ▪ ▪ ▪ It's been too long to spend this night alone I need to hear the sweet sound of your moans Come have a ride, baby don't be so shy I prefer girls who're not afraid to cry 𐙚

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