Torn Between The Two Play Novels & Stories

The other meant losing herself. How can I choose? Her heart hammered, her skin splitting as both wolves’ power tugged at her body. Shadow fire lashed out of her spine while golden light bled from her veins. It felt like her soul was tearing in half. The Rift around her shook violently, cracks splitting through the black. The whispers grew deafening: choose… choose… choose… --- Outside the Rift Elias bled from a wound across his chest, claws raking as he locked with Lucian again and again. Their duel had become less about killing each other and more about who would stand if Serena never returned.

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My thoughts were loud, my pulse louder. It wasn’t fear. It wasn’t guilt. It was the feeling of being pulled in two very different directions, by two men who hadn’t even begun to play fair. And the game hadn’t even started.

Deep inside his eyes, I could tell he was angry that I did not die in the hands of the rogues. “You will be given two days off from the tournament. By the second round you will have to avail yourself out here for everyone” He said. I looked at Lucian and he gave me an acknowledge nod of his head and I walked away from the arena afterwards.

… over me. I’m caught between two worlds. One forged in fire and passion. The other built with patience and quiet strength. And no matter who wins this fight, a part of me is going to break. So I do the only thing I can do. I watch. And I pray neither of them dies before I figure out which world I truly belong to.

“She is ours. Both of them are. That is the curse. That is the test. And it will break us. My jaw tightened, fury and despair crashing together. “So where do you stand, wolf? With Hessa? Or with Dennise? He growled long and deep, the sound shaking through my bones. “I stand nowhere. I am torn as you are. I want them both, and it is killing me. I slammed my fist against the wall, the stone cracking beneath the force. My breath came hard, ragged. “Liar!”

I felt torn between my love for Rurac and the bond I share with Jenny. Time seemed to stand still as the weight of the moment pressed upon me. The fate of my new and old relationships hung precariously in the balance, waiting for my decision to tip the scales one way or the other. My head was in turmoil, my emotions swirling like a storm within me. I stood there, caught between two worlds, two hearts that meant the whole world to me, and the weight of my decision bore down upon me like a dead weight. Rurac's eyes gazed into mine, I could see it, he was pleading with me, silently begging me to choose him. How could I deny the love that I have for him by choosing Jenny? What if I chose him? Bu

"The law wants a willing hand." Behind him, the other me still has the blade pressed to Maya's throat and has not moved. He watches me with my own brown eyes, and his face is blank. Maya is breathing fast and shallow, and tears are running down her cheeks, but she does not make a sound. Roran laughs from the edge of the pool and the sound rolls through the space around us. "Two hearts grown from one root," he says. "One raised in light. One raised in dark. Now choose which one gets to keep beating."

At this point I can't tell what this is all about, I do not know what to do to be exact, at this minute I'm torn between two choices, letting him go and keeping him close. I'd