You Make Me Feel Invincible Novels & Stories

I am enthralled To be at a much higher Role As your role As you roll Life makes you fit For life's every role You hit the goal You hit the goal *****

🎶 🎶 Something in the way you move 🎶 🎶 Makes me feel like I can't live without you. 🎶 🎶 It takes me all the way. 🎶 🎶 I want you to stay 🎶

I don't know why that happened. [FLASHBACK] /I don't wanna go another day So I'm telling you Exactly what is on my mind Seems like everybody's breaking up And throwing their love away But I know I got a good thing right here That's why I say, hey/ /Nobody gonna love me better I'ma stick with you forever Nobody gonna take me higher I'ma stick with you/ /You know how to appreciate me I'ma stick with you, my baby Nobody ever made me feel this way

I ignored him and turned up the volume to drown out his pathetic pleas. I shifted into another gear as the engine began to rumble and stepped on the gas. Andra Day's magnetic voice started to come out of the speakers, and I turned it up even louder, listening to her captivating demonstration of strength. I felt her words reach me, giving me the courage to believe that everything would end well and that happiness would await me.

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his voice was as deep as the oceans the way he says that and that ocean waves shook my entire system. His smirk says it all as his eyes traveled down to my lips and went lower to my cleavage. My cheeks burnt ,I had to put my legs together to hide the throbbing pain in my core. How can I feel this way just by being in-front of him, I feel so vulnerable. What kind of power did he hold to make me feel this way? His phone started ringing it was one of my favorite, 🎶let me down slowly by Alec Benjamin🎶 It got my nerves up and my heart started beating, the tension the song brought was high. And that he ignored it making it ring on wasn’t helping in any way.

Nico I’m like a coiled snake ready to strike, I do not trust this girl or anyone here, a very long life of betrayal and war has taught me never to let my guard down. It goes against every instinct inside of me to let Amelia out of my sight in this moment.

The speaker was dialed up to its maximum, and I sang out the lyrics with a wide smile: “I can buy myself flowers… Write my name in the sand…” My hips swayed seductively. The bass thumped through my veins as I flipped my hair and turned, my feet carrying me across the plush carpet. A grin stretched across my face. “Talk to myself for hours… Say things you don’t understand…” The champagne bottle found my lips, and I took a long swig, the bubbles dancing on my tongue. The liquid was doing its job; I felt alive. Invincible. And powerful. “I can take myself dancing… And I can hold my own hand…”

His eyes were cold and hard, like he was looking at an outcast who no longer belonged to his pack. My stomach churned violently, and I struggled to hold back the reaction in my throat. My voice trembling, “Let go… I really don’t feel well.” He gave a derisive snort. “Oh, right. You pick a fight with Raya and now you’re suddenly ‘not feeling well’? Do you think I’ll fall for that?” Though he said it, his grip finally loosened. I didn’t make it to the toilet in time and vomited just a few steps away on the floor.

She arched her back, eagerly responding. His lips never stopped moving, his hands roaming all over her without a care. The sight made me sick. I backed away, clenching my fists and pounding my chest a few times to try and keep the rage from exploding. Inside the room, their passion only grew. Their breathless moans spilled out in bursts, and it felt like I could even hear their heartbeats echoing through the silence. I took deep breaths, trying to calm the sadness clawing at me. I knew I shouldn't be upset, but I couldn't help it.