Wind Breaker Sakura Love Interest Novels & Stories

He just steps aside and offers me his seat, his eyebrows cocked questioningly. My heart stops. Literally. For a second, my pulse disappears from my body, like it’s been yanked somewhere else — toward him. My wolf stirs, slow and heavy like a creature waking from years of sleep. She’s been quiet for so long, half-asleep in the corners of my mind. But now she’s suddenly there, wide-eyed and breathing hard. Mate. " Aiden Withlock," I repeat, testing his name on my lips. Yeah, that’s him. The boy from my birthday .The one who left. The one who rejected me.

His hand came around my arm and he pulled me up and pushed me to the wall, willing me to look him in the eyes. “Why are you sorry, huh?” he asked softly as his voice broke. I could tell he was holding back tears. “You didn’t do anything so why are you sorry? Why are you-” “Bryce.” I spat out before I worsened everything. “I slept with Bryce.” “Ha,” he breathed out dryly and pushed himself away from me, walking a few steps away. “No, no, no…”

“Now that this is aside, please finish your story of your girlfriend and please do tell me how you both met each other.” “Sakaru was the first vampire I had seen at that time. I was just a young adult when I stumbled upon her when traveling and that was how we knew each other and became friends and from friends to lovers. Sakaru was a very beautiful woman. Undoubtedly, the most beautiful woman I had ever laid my eyes on—” Amber’s constant coughing interrupted me. “Oh sorry, Carry on.” “Sakaru had deep blue eyes and soft skin. She had curves on her body and a good type of curves. One that would make a man instantly fall for her,” I continued. “Do you really want to know why I was forced to ki

I don’t turn back or reply as I walk into the cabin. Exhausted physically and mentally, I jump in the shower but end up sitting down for a while letting the water run over me till it turns cold. I turn it off and decide to put a leave in conditioning mask I found knowing my hair won’t react well to all this cold water. Miss Scowly returns with two more books as I’m making a tea. She slams them on the counter but doesn’t leave. “Don’t tell me you’re my teacher?” I ask not even giving her a glance. She smells like way too much perfume and it’s so overpowering I almost throw up. She scoffs, “Thank the goddess I’m not,” she retorts. I turn to her, my hip against the counter as I blow on my hot t

Dora turned her little face away from the window so she wouldn't see me. And Maria? She smiled at me, actually waved, with this smug little look that made my blood boil. Luca didn't look at me at all. He kept his eyes on the road, his profile as cold and distant as ever. For a moment, I just stood there, staring at my hand, the one still wearing the engagement ring he gave me all those years ago. I'd never taken it off. Not once. But right then… I wanted to rip it off and throw it across the driveway.

Her heartbeat was fast and weak, and her trapped body trembled in his hands like a bird drawing its final breath. Adrian suddenly pulled back, breaking the kiss slowly as his breathing turned ragged, his lost eyes scanning her pale face. She had placed the back of her hand over her mouth, her eyes brimming with tears as she stared at him with profound sorrow and shock. The edge of his rage gradually evaporated, replaced by absolute panic for her, but before he could say a single word, a shocking slap landed from her weak hand straight onto his face.

Napakunot ang noo ko Amaryliss Salbacion - Bakit mo natanong? Hugo Salbacion - Kasi she won't crushback me :'( Nanlaki ang mga mata ko at agad naipatong ang cellphone sa kama. WTF! Is he making moves? Amaryliss Salbacion - Sorry witch don't kulam kulam herself. Tsaka witch don't love ;-) Hugo Salbacion - Mag ghost ka nalang. Atleast you can love even though you will be gone soon

Then, with a sniffle and a muttered curse, she stormed off, leaving Brock standing alone like a lost puppy. I watched him for a moment, a weird mix of emotions swirling inside me. Relief, for sure, tinged with a touch of sadness for Sage. But then, another thought struck me – who was Brock's mystery love interest? The answer hit me like a bolt of lightning. Me. Brock just cryptically said his heart was with me. I couldn’t wish for any better day. Relief whooshed through me like a rogue wave as Sage stomped off into the woods, leaving Brock behind. My fingers, still shaky, shoved my phone into my pocket, the evidence of their kiss a secret burning a hole in there.

Beck hesitated for a moment before saying, "Sorry, just now I—" He hadn't finished speaking but Celeste already knew what he was apologizing for. She smiled faintly and replied, "It's fine. Besides, what you said was true." She had experienced it firsthand, and she knew very well that love truly couldn't be forced. Now, she was able to accept that truth with peace of mind. And perhaps Beck had sensed that, which was why he had said it so plainly. That was exactly Beck's intention. Still, even though she had let go of the past, hearing someone bring it up again inevitably stirred some unpleasant memories.

A delicate silver chain with a snowflake charm. I know this necklace. Victor gave it to me before when we are together. I thought I’d lost it after we broke up. But here it is, looking as pristine as the day he slid it around my neck. My hands tremble as I lift it out, but something else catches my eye. Beneath the necklace is a folded photograph. I unfold it carefully, my breath hitching when I see what it is.