Novel & Cerita Wrapped In His Arms

His arms wrapped around me like a shield. “I make this vow to you Ivonne,” he murmured against my hair, --

He loosened his tie and wrapped his arms around me. I couldn’t help but smirk faintly against his chest.

It will soothe him too. Wrapping his arm around her, he scooted closer until they were skin to skin. He engulfed her in his warmth and placed her head on his chest. He will not lose her no matter what.

And just like that, I'm a crying, sputtering, raggedy mess in his arms. I let the sobs rack my body heavily and his arms wrap around me even tighter each time till it practically feels like I'm being squished against him. I don't mind. He's the only person in the entire universe who sees me as me and has somehow found me worthy, I don't at all mind being squished against him like this. I bring my arms up to wrap around his own waist, pulling him in too as I rest my head against his chest and continue to sob my way through. He brings his hands up to caress my hair, all the time shushing me comfortably.

"But why now, today? Why not ease into it? This is a bit extreme, even for you Eros?" Both sets of tawny brown eyes were focused on him now, noting his discomfort, and he thought he saw a softening in them as they held out their arms to give him a hug. Gratefully he stepped into the comfort of his cousin's embrace, and as Harmonia grabbed him tightly she stood on tiptoe to reach his ear, where she whispered: "Sorry it's for the best, happy birthday!" Before they both shoved him over the edge.

He says, wrapping his arm around my shoulders. His touch felt warm, protective.. it felt like... home.

It felt very heavy. I wrapped myself tightly into his arms and lost consciousness.

In my mind, he was nothing more than a contemptible dickhead. Yet in this very moment, it defies that thought. The warmth of Justin's embrace enveloped me, a comforting shield against the uncertainties of the world. In his strong arms, I found solace and reassurance—a tangible reminder that I was protected and cherished. The way he held me close spoke volumes, whispering secrets of security and safety that only our hearts could understand. As Justin's arms envelop me, a strange sensation stirs within. It's as if an invisible force within me yearns to forge a deeper connection with him.

"-And you need to stop blaming yourself," With reluctance, the man stepped forward and he wrapped his arms around her, resting his chin on the top of her head with uncertainty. A thick moment passed before his arms acted with just as much reluctance, grip tightening around her. She sighed into his touch, engulfed by his thick, sweet scent that wrapped around her.

In him. Damien’s arms wrap around me, holding me close like he’s never letting go. And for once—I don’t want him to.