Novel & Cerita Txt Act : Sweet Mirage

Tristan yells at me, pushing me aside himself as he grabs Mira’s bag, taking an allergy pen and sticking it into Mira’s leg. He rubs her back, gently pushing her hair away from her sweaty face. He’s looking into her eyes, whispering softly as the medication starts to work. “It’s okay. I got you now. It’s going to be alright. I’m not going anywhere….” I feel like I shouldn’t even be here, like I’m spying on two lovers who are locked in their own world. I look down at my feet, blinking back the tears in my eyes, just wanting to disappear.

Sal croaks, and I freeze. A tantalising shiver runs from my fingertips to my spine, and I turn around slowly. He just begged me… It was beautiful… “Say that again, I like it,” I say to him, and he shuts his eyes tightly as he looks away. “Come on, Sal… It’s just two words… Don’t you want to help poor Mira, here?” I coo, and he lets out a breath. “Please! You’ve done enough… Let her go…” He begs, and I scoff.

My heat rose like a train up my cheeks , my heart beat got loud , I bite my lip out trying to back away but he didn't let me . " My name is Aaron , everyone here calls me Dean" His rough voice reached me . I nodded as he steps back , He grabbed my bag and motioned me to walk , " So , am I suppose to call you Dean ?" I asked looking back and I saw his eyes trained on something .

His blue eyes are charged with indignation as his hands hold the handkerchief tightly. The reason I have brought him here is not to attend to him or introduce myself to him as the true owner of the fragrance he believed to be Amelia's inspiration. It is simply to face him without him having the chance to do the same. To get used to everything he can awaken in a woman at first glance, so that the day we are actually face to face, everything can be as indifferent as staring at a log of wood. So today, I allow myself only to touch the outline of his face imprinted on the mirrored glass door. A mirage that unfortunately escapes my fingers after he calls with three insistent knocks without succes

"Not used to what?" "This love thing." Axel finally darted his eyes away from the computer and swirled his seat to the side to look at them. "I don’t know, it’s just—" he scratched his temple. "I don’t know how it works, and I am kind of freaking out. I am afraid I might hurt her."

The definition of perfect temptation. "Are you a mirage?" She smiled and leaned against my chest. "What’s going on in that quiet mind of yours?" She took a sip of wine, exhaled slowly, and turned to face me. Hugging me, she looked into my eyes and took the glass from my hand. "I’m real. You can touch and see for yourself." Gently, she guided my hands to her breasts—a paradise that didn’t last more than twenty seconds. "And I’ll understand if you don’t want me anymore and… go back to her."

“They’re taking them, stop them!” We tried. My God, we tried. But every time we tore down one winged wolf, two more came through the trees. And then, I noticed something that didn’t belong. Between two thick oaks, the air shimmered. Not like heat. Not like fog. Like… a lie. A line where the forest looked too smooth, too perfect, like someone had painted it and forgotten to add texture. My wolf’s instincts prickled. I stared harder. The shimmer pulsed. And the trees around it… didn’t move with the wind the same way. The leaves didn’t rustle. The shadows didn’t shift naturally. My breath slowed. A sick certainty settled into my gut. Mirage. Part of this forest was a mirage. A cover. A mask.

Alexandra’s small hand slid into mine, squeezing gently, grounding me. Mirabel staggered, the rejection tearing into her. Nicolas caught her as she swayed, but her eyes burned into me with disbelief. “Why? Because of her? A wolfless nobody? What does she have that I don’t?” “Mirabel,” I said coldly, “I’m not going to compare you to Alexandra. She doesn’t need me to defend her. But I’ll say this—she is real. She doesn’t fake, she doesn’t stage, she doesn’t lie. She is kind, brilliant, a little naïve at times, but true. She is everything you will never be.”

he threatened to hit me. “Please’ I begged for my life. “I am not playing any games and I didn’t cheat on you. Please” I sobbed out my eyes. His mistress laughed, “cheat? Do you even think any man would find you attractive enough to lie with you? Even the bumps wouldn’t. Sugar, I don’t know why you still fuck her, I am here for you” she held her breasts seductively. Gerald ignored her and fixed all his attention to me. “Mira, you are dumb. Too dumb for somebody with a degree. Why the hell should I believe this thing in you is mine? The pills Mira! They are for what?” he yelled.

He just wanted to try out couple of things to help me and if it didn’t work, I was forever screwed. “It’s him again” I said with a lot of fear overwhelming me. Austin saw it and that made him increase his speed. “What is your wolf saying?” he asked with his eyes still on the road. “She’s saying nothing Austin. She is confused. She hasn’t seen something like this before” “We better hope the vervain works Mirabel” he said with a lot of panic in his voice. He wasn’t certain, I was sure of that. “And if it doesn’t work?”