Romans & histoires Wafting Devotion

My wolf responded like I was asking him. She was still a lowly maid and… is she my fated mate? Yes, I felt pulled towards her in a way that is different from the devotion I had towards Jenny. But does being fated for each other guarantee a perfect life with each other? No! If my mother could break the mate bond for whatever reason and sleep with her husband's brother and bore his seed, then the bond is just a thrash. It doesn't guarantee a future together… Isn't it better to stick to devotion than fate? Jenny and I are devoted to each other and we love each other. "But your devotion is wavering,"

“And of course, I expect great things from you. You'll be the next matriarch and I can't wait to see you rule like the queen you are.” Raffaele just stared at the two as they chatted. To anyone, it would seem like their words weren't genuine as they exchanged them, but to him, he could see the bonding of two people with similar personalities. Dinner was served in a formal way, preparing a little feast to celebrate their marriage since it was requested to be a silent marriage so no feast was held. Caterina and Viviana continued their little talk over dinner while Raffaele just remained silent. By the time dessert was served, the look of approval was already obvious in Caterina's eyes.

The blue folded back to gold; the fire made a face of light for one moment eyes full of galaxies waiting to misbehave. > Mortals build cages out of gratitude. Let’s see how fast the locks appear. The colour warmed. Her presence lingered like perfume after rain. I wanted to argue. Part of me knew she wasn’t wrong. Oath marks flared on mortal palms, answering the pulse beautiful and fragile. Devotion becomes doctrine if you let it. Faith becomes a leash. I turned before the thought rooted. Hope needs tending, not dissection.

she says. ‎“I know,” I reply. “What it does, is to honor it, by not repeating it.” ‎She searches my face, then nods. ‎“Then stay,” she says simply. ‎We don’t rush. ‎That feels important. ‎We move together beneath the oak, where countless mates before us pledged themselves not out of duty, but out of devotion. The air hums with ancient magic, subtle and reverent. I can feel my wolf stir, not demanding dominance, but offering himself in trust.

But that’s a lie, I could still hear the chanting of a white witch, and I heard her name in my head, it sounded so clear, “I am Devon, the last of my kind. Hear my voice, you Salutary wolf, and obey my command. Come to me Valerie, come to me and surrender your powers to a greater authority.” she ordered me, trying to lure me in, or so I thought anyways. She was chanting in that strange language, and she called out to me in a clear tone, sounding so persuasive. I tried to resist her voice, but I couldn’t get it off my head because I understood everything she was saying to me. I know she is trying to force me out against my will, but all she succeeded in doing is opening my mind and feeding me

Between our hearts, the bond thrummed with contentment, offering comfort and peace. “I’m so sorry. I had no idea you would think…” He held my gaze with intense focus. His blue eyes stared straight down into my soul. “I would never do that. You are the only one that want. The only one that I will ever want. Nothing and no one could ever break my devotion to you.” Devotion? “Does that mean you love me?” The words came out in my confusion, before I could even think to hold them back. I immediately wanted them back.

he claimed. I looked straight into his eyes. They were filled with a kind of insane possessiveness, mixed with warmth. He truly looked like a devil that was craving for my soul, but this Devil was also willing to devote himself giving me tenderness and protection I was seeking through my whole life… I was ready to sign the pact, even with shedding all of my blood. “You can belong only to me,” he whispered and kissed my lips. At the same time his long fingers painted lines up and down my spine and back. I got lost in this sensation, the waves of electrifying excitement kept flowing through my entire body. Suddenly, he stopped, again, teasing me, making me want him more.

he released a harmless smile like he wasn't a devil a few seconds ago "Do you or do you not agree with our very bold elder Thomas over here?" Haku looked at Elder Thomas, he didn't want to betray his friend, but he had seen first-hand what Avarez could do and he had a feeling he was going to do the same to Elder Thomas. Although he agreed with the point Elder Thomas, he would never admit it in front of the devil's reincarnation.

Azula was trembling. “You’re just a b*tch... Are you trying to build yourself a memorial hall?” Alfy smiled. “All these years, you have been living among the celebrities. You should know how dirty you are.” Azula’s body stiffened. Her trembling body slowly became colder. Alfy’s words were like knives stabbing into her heart. ‘That’s right... I am dirty. ‘Rafferty was right, too. I am dirty. ‘That’s true. How will a man like Rafferty fall in love with me? He kept his distance from me because I was dirty...’

He wanted to dominate her and control her, so she always obeyed his orders. The glass stone on their wedding ring symbolizes their heart. Calista's heart was so beautiful, so pure, and shone like a diamond, and it would give light to Vladimir's dark heart. ******