Uncontrollably Fond Novels & Stories

he barks "sure I don't see why not" I chuckle at him I can feel him push the veil away and come to the front and press on my skin making my chest tight and fur sprout on my arms "Now now, Fen you know I had to, there were to many temptations today to just walk in there and let you be awake" "I have control!" he balks "Self control? you old fossil! You wouldn't know what SELF control was if it bit you!" "If I was in control more than maybe people would like us more!"

She tried to calm herself down, taking a deep breath and reminding herself to stay collected when faced with an unscrupulous person. ["Little uncle."] Eliza felt very uncomfortable when she heard her own coquettish voice. But she resisted her abhorrence and persisted in pleasing Frederick: ["Little uncle, a great man rarely stoops to pettiness or complains about past mistakes, don't argue about it with your junior."] She emphasized the word 'junior'. ["Oh? Are there any juniors who would sleep with their seniors?"] Eliza could not answer this question because it was a fact! 'Bear it, I have to bear it.' she thought.

FEAR. It is the most basic human emotion and in Aiden's case the most common too. He was pretty much scared of everything, but his fear increased ten fold after he met Dylan Hunt. CONTROL. It is the one thing which Dylan needed in his life. Whatever he did he wanted the things to be in his control. He never listened to anyone not even his parents. So, the moment he laid his eyes on Aiden he had the urge to control this fearful innocent boy.

I asked, unsatisfied with the muted reaction my family gave me. My aunt approached me while rubbing the shoots of my head "oh dear. I'm thrilled for you. I hope you can control yourself from now on so that you don't faint again and slowly we learn to change your body to the wolf, so you don't get too sick, "said the aunt. My uncle came closer to me. "I can feel your body temperature and your wolf. thank goddess you made it through that period. "Praise my uncle

I knew my anger was uncontrollable for me and I might end up doing something I’ll regret but I could control it if I try to. Control was the key until I got to my mansion, saw my mate ogling my chef, did hell break loose.

And I will do whatever she needs me to do, even if it goes against my most basic instincts. Some of my family have told me that my almost unflappable self-control is abnormal for a hog shifter, and they aren’t wrong. Most of us have incredibly short fuses and will go off at the slightest provocation. I’m not sure why I’m different, I just am.

Three was less than I could handle. Where was the fourth? I focus my senses on them, still, disregarding their companion, assuming that perhaps he’d fled. I listen and watch them closely, that is, until I hear a little whimper and my eyes find that cowardice fourth, the tallest of the group, gripping that young girl, claws to her neck.

"What? You don't want to do something like this? Why? Am I suddenly so annoying that you can't control your anger?" "It's because I feel ashamed, Your Highness." He blurted out. I was taken aback by his response. "Ashamed of what?" "I'm ashamed of the fact that I keep thinking about you when I don't have the right to. I can't hold myself whenever I am around you. I can't control my wolf either. I can't stop myself from wanting you every time I see you. I don't know how long I'll be able to control myself, Your Highness."

"Adam, I love you because you fought for me endlessly. Even when it seemed like you'd given up, you always came back for me. You proved to me how strong your love was, and one of my biggest regrets was not realising this on time. I believe we've had an amazing journey together. Being the person you trusted the most, I learned so much about you. I fell in love with a strong, intelligent, and ambitious man, who has a passion for what he does. And since you translated that passion into a relationship with me, you've made me happier than I could ever imagine. I vow to listen to you and continue to learn from you. I vow to laugh with you and cry with you. I vow to put all my effort into strengthe

fondness. He could not keep his emotions locked away, buried beneath layers of power and control. Not if he were expecting to get anywhere with Aurelia. As the night wore on, Abaddon knew that the battle within him was far from over, and the woman who had captured his attention would continue to haunt his thoughts until he decided to face his fears and let her in.