Novel & Cerita You Re Courting Me

“Plans about getting your girl. She’s not your girlfriend yet, right? If you want her to be yours, then you should go and court her.” “Psh. I don’t need to court her, she’s mine.” I said without looking at her. Tch This book is so fucking lame. “Hahahaha! What a confident King. But you also told me that she rejected you already, right? She told you that you're just being confused about what you truly feel and--” “SHUT UP! WHAT SHOULD I DO?!” She gave me an annoying smile. “Well, just like what suitors usually do. You give her flowers, chocolates, then you ask her out.”

Don’t let your guard down, Drey! He let out a smile like a perfect Adonis. “One question at a time, honey! Hmm… if you don’t like my answer, I will rephrase it. Yes, I planned all of these and I’m definitely not playing games with you, sweetheart! I’m dead serious. I’m courting your loved ones to get their approvals as part of getting your heart. Is that enough?”

I quickly take my phone and purse from my bed and make my way down the stairs and when my eyes connect with Zach, I could see through his soul that the both of us could feel the same towards each other. I eye him up and down and seeing him in his black suit, made me want to claim his lips because he looks so handsome. Actually, he is not the only man in my world, aside from my dad, if you know what I mean. He reaches out his hand and grabs mine to lock our hands with the other. He kisses me on my cheeks and says, "You look deadly gorgeous and sexy, babe." I flirt with him. "You look handsome in your suit and even when you become old, I'm sure I will still love you with all my heart."

I can see it in your beautiful eyes. Just pour your heart out for me. Tanasha is going to be leaving here until she gets better but if you agree to be my woman l am willing to take you some where else and we live in peace. Then we can come back here when everything is settled. Is that okay sweetheart?

We were both sweating profusely, our bodies slick with sweat. He chuckled. "So on our deal. I didn't guide you, but you're mine now, aren't you? I'm also your exclusive Guide, right?" I could recall when I had made a deal with him for the first time. 'If you can successfully guide me with all known methods at your disposal and my consent, of course, I'll let you claim me as your own,' I had said. "Yes... I am yours," I replied, trying to catch my breath as well.

"What? You are dating Max. B. Charleston?" Stacy exclaimed excitedly, her eyes opened in surprise as she stared at her best friend. "I'm not dating him, but I'm just wondering if I've been meeting with my savior all this while without knowing it, that can't be possible, there is something else," Kloe tried to convince herself. " You know, if he is the one then it's your luck, but you can't be so sure, the world is a mysterious place so you might just get to the location and meet someone else, you never know, " Stacy uttered with a hint of uncertainty conveyed in her tone.

Fuck me! "I won't apologise; in fact, you should. I'm only this crazy because of you. You're the one who's bringing back a side of me I lost, actually a side of me I never knew existed. I don't know who this person is, but I love her. I seem to have found myself but also extra parts I never knew existed. Kicking the door closed, I pull him towards me; stumbling back, we both fall in a heap on the floor.

“You don’t remember. But your soul does.” “What—” He steps closer. Too close. I feel his breath on my skin. Then he whispers the one thing I never expected to hear again today. “Luna… please marry me.” My jaw drops. “What is wrong with everyone today?!” “It’s not today,” he says softly. “It’s destiny.” “I just met you!” “You were always meant to be mine.” “Nope.” I step back. “Goodbye.” I turn to leave, but he catches my wrist—gentle, yet firm.

One word. It hit like a closed door. "Same room." His voice was low and absolute. "Every night." He took one step closer and the space between us became something I could feel against my skin. "Curfew is eight o'clock sharp. Don't test it." My jaw tightened. "And touching you." His eyes dropped — just for a second — then back up. "I won't. Not until you want me to." The corner of his mouth moved. "But when your body starts begging — and it will, kitten, we both know it will — I won't hear a single word that comes out of your mouth." His voice dropped to the lowest register. "I'll just make it so good you forget what you were arguing about."

he said, without softening it. "Good," she said. "I'd rather know." She held out her hand. Lucien crossed to the cot and took it. It was not a mere handshake; it was a full clasp, the kind that meant something was about to move through both of them. Ilsa repositioned the reader against Reyna's collarbone. Tamsin planted herself at Reyna's other shoulder, one hand hovering an inch above her sternum, not touching, but ready. "On three," Lucien said. "Breathe out on two, not three. The drop happens faster than you expect."