You Really Got Ahold Of Me Novels & Stories

Of course, I don’t go over because of my shifter strength, so she ends up straddling my lap, arms tangled around my neck. Well, helloooo Becca, my wolf purrs. My boner presses up against the heat of her crotch. I feel her hand in my pocket, grabbing for the data drive. Clever woman. I catch her wrist to stay her hand, wrap one arm around her waist. I don’t mean to yank her hips tighter against mine, but it happens. Okay, maybe I did mean to. Because I’m losing the fight with my wolf. Fates, I wish she didn’t look so damn appealing. Her high cheeks flush with color, and fuck, are those freckles sprinkled across her nose?

His voice touched her soul as the tears of joy started streaming out of her eyes. THAT YOU ARE THE REASON, I DON'T WANT TO FIGHT NO MORE, I DON'T WANT TO HIDE NO MORE, I DON'T WANT TO CRY NO MORE, COME BACK. I NEED YOU TO HOLD ME. (YOU ARE THE REASON) A LITTLE CLOSER NOW, JUST A LITTLE CLOSER NOW, COME A LITTLE CLOSER, I NEED YOU TO HOLD ME TONIGHT. I'D CLIMB EVERY MOUNTAIN,

“Before you go, I need you to hold me all night.” And that was what it took for me to flip our position.

“I have the girls with me.” “Hey, are you sure you can trust this Maurina?” Alec’s voice intervened. “We can. I’ll keep an eye on her until she makes an exit.” “All right. Listen, we gotta go now. Pick us up on the way to the airport, okay?” Hayden piped in. “Sure. Now go, break a leg.” My phone vibrated again when I tightened my tie. A small smile warmed my lips on seeing Sophie’s name on the screen. She’d always be my sister I never had. “Hey, Soph…” My excited tone greeted her.

Well actually it says dick head. Sighing, I swipe up to answer. “What do you want from me?” “I just want you to give me the chance to explain everything. Will you please hear me out?” “Fine. I am about to head out to get something to eat. Meet me at Olive Garden in 30 minutes.” “Ok. Done. See you then.”

The only man I intend to get entangled with, forever. "I like the sound of that just fine." END OF BOOK SEVEN

She hoarsely replied. She did not get to hold her thought much longer as he picked her up and pressed her against the glass windows.

Get the sharpest knife in the kitchen and kill him while he’s still fast asleep, then run. This idea was crazy yet irresistible like weeds wrapping around her heart and suffocating her. She suddenly gathered all her courage and decided to slowly get up. Unfortunately, just as she moved her body, his arm tensed. “What is it? Are you feeling uncomfortable?” he asked her sleepily.

Her grip tightened, a note was attached. "You were so beautiful… even with the bruises." Zara’s stomach dropped, her eyes moved slowly across the rest of the words. "But you made one mistake." Her heartbeat echoed loudly in her ears, she continued. "You shouldn’t have stayed at his place, I don’t like how he looks at you." Zara’s breathing slowed, when she noticed the last line because this was more than a warning, it's not only obsession. He is already in her life. "YOU ARE MINE."

“I’ve got you….” *********