Kiss me like there’s no tomorrow. ~ A. GuptaVIOLETMY Lips settled against his like a puzzle piece finding its original place. For a moment, we stayed still. Our lips slightly parted as we breathed for each other. And then my fingers impatiently tightened in his hair and his arm around my waist pulled me flush against his body as our mouths fused together. Our lips met in a hungry, hot and open mouthed kiss with our tongues trying to taste each other like it was the only thing we needed for our heart to continue beating its maddening rhythm.He took my bottom lip between his, his dark eyes gazed at me through hooded lids and he bit down on the cushiony flesh of my lip. In response my tummy fluttered and my fingers fisted in his shirt at the sharp bite of pain. “Yes,” I whispered inching up on my tiptoes to delve deeper into his embrace and the kiss. He let out a deep groan as his hand slid down from my waist to my arse and he pushed me into his hard body. I gasped feeling all the pl
Some scars might get scabbed over but never heal. ~ A. Gupta.COLEIt has been three fûcking days since that night in her bedroom where she wounded me so fatally that I still feel like I was leaving trails of blôod everywhere. It still left me shocked that she had said those words. It doesn’t mean anything. The words echoed in my mind, leaving a bitter taste in my mouth. No matter how hard I try I couldn't move past it. Like you said I just needed a fûck, it’s been too long. The fact that she was treating me like I was her fûck buddy, like she just wanted me to scratch an itch made me want to strangle her for real. Everything that she had said made me feel like she had stabbed me through the chest and was slowly carving my heart out. It fûcking hurt me more than I wanted to admit it, especially when she told that she'd find someone else. If she did, there was no way in hell that man will continue breathing.“You look bad,” Mad said as he slapped my back and handed me a can of beer.
Let me have a dream that's against all odds and feels like too big to come true.~ A. GuptaVIOLETMy thumb hovered over his name on my phone screen. I had just talked to Mad on the phone and even though he didn't say it, he definitely meant for me to give Cole some slack. I have to question his sanity to be honest, because wasn’t he the same person who had told me to not forgive him so easily not too long ago. And then there was Alex... I don't even want to think about him. Betraying bastard..“How much do you love Bree?”“I don't know. You tell me, how much I love her if it means that the thought of losing her is equal to someone taking my heart out and leaving me to die.”“If something happened to her, will you be able to move on? Love someone else?”“No, sweetheart. It’s not something I will be able to do.” There was a beat of silence before he said, “Vi, I know it’s hard for you to forgive him but he came back for you, it should at least mean something. I am not saying that you s
COLEI didn't think it was an ideal time for me to be here, especially to have a conversation with her. But regardless how on edge I was after all the emotions that assaulted me when I was at Maddox’s and Bree had thought that it was a good idea to leave me with their little son who was as fragile as he was adorable. My fingers still trembled from the aftereffects but I slid them in my pocket as I knocked on the door of the Carter house and waited for it to open. Violet opened the door and I almost stumbled back to see her standing there with another baby. Fuck me sideways, why do Carters have so many babies. As if Maddox’s weren’t enough now Dom’s was also there, as if reminding Violet of what she wanted. Honestly, I think it was Ivan— the first baby Carter, who had made her so inclined to have one of her own.Violet must’ve read my expression wrong as she almost said in a way of explanation, “He was feeling cooped up so I was just about to walk with him outside.”I swallowed, my ey
From rage and pain, a resilient heart blooms. ~ A. Gupta.VIOLET“WHERE are you going?”“None of your business.” Just as I stated to walk past him, he grabbed my elbow pulling me to a halt and then raked his eyes down my body. His sherry eyes burned as he took me in, leaving goosebumps behind on every inch of my body. No matter how hard I try to not be affected by him, he always makes me aware of his affect on my body.I was wearing a red dress that was calf length and had a slit up to just above my knees. It was the very first dress I had bought for myself last year. Simple and still looked sexy enough, and I had paired it with silver heels. But the way Cole was looking at me one would think I was half nakéd.“I wish,” He muttered. And when I opened my mouth to give him a piece of my mind, he jerked me toward him, making me suck in a breath as his arm banded around my waist and every inch of my body molded against his. I swallowed as his eyes dropped to my lips that were painted re
Anger and hurt spoken without words are much painful to witness. ~ A. Gupta.VIOLET“Cole, please!” I made a mistake and now I didn't know what to do. Stupid, stupid, Violet. I looked around myself and realised for the first time how remote it was back here, there was no one to be seen and because of it even the door to the club looked too far away. I looked at Cole who had Kevin pinned against the car and contemplated if I had enough time to go back inside and bring Kevin’s friends because Cole looked unhinged the way he held Kevin by the neck, I was afraid he’d strangle him.I decided to try one more time to reason with the enraged beast. “Cole, stop it. Please...” I grabbed his arm but he shrugged me off like I was a pesky fly. “Damn it, it was my fault. Leave him alone!” I winced as he punched Kevin, slowly worry was setting in as I saw the trickle of blood from Kevin’s nose and how he started to fight back. “No. No. No. Please, you both need to stop.” I screamed when Kevin sl
Including someone in your prayers is a truest form of love. ~ A. GuptaVIOLETSOMETHING is wrong. I know it. I could feel it in my bones but I have no one to ask. My worry had become so crippling that I couldn't even talk to Mom when she tried to comfort me. All I needed was Cole, to see him with my own eyes and determine that he was alright. To ask for his forgiveness and to let him punish me if that’s what he wanted. I just wanted him to be okay, to be by my side even if he hated me for what I did. As the time passed, my worry only accelerated and I started to lose my own self as I could hear the tik of the clock in the silence. Mom and Dad had gone with Alex, and neither of them thought to tell me what was happening but I saw how Mom’s face had paled and her eyes had glittered with unshed tears. Whatever it was, it was bad. And I knew it was about Cole. I knew. But they wouldn't tell me. It hurt to be in the dark even though I understood that they were trying to protect me but I d
The worst feeling in the world is being hurt by someone you love. But what is more frustrating is when you try to hate them and realise you are incapable of even doing that. ~ A. Gupta.COLEIt took me more than a few tries to open my eyes and look around myself to understand where I was and why the fuck it felt like my body had suffered a running truck. But just as the white walls and antiseptic smell of the hospital room registered, my mind helpfully reminded me that indeed I had suffered through a running truck. Fûck.I remembered vividly how I had been racing down the empty streets when out of nowhere a truck had came out and collided with the side of my car. Even when I had tried to take control of my car, it had kept going like the man was taking out some personal vendetta against me. If it had happened anywhere but Willow Creek, I’d have definitely chalked it up to someone trying to rile my uncle up in Italy, but I didn’t think it was the case. Because for one, I was definite