All Chapters of Seductive Vibrations : Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

~☆~☆~☆ Prologue PT 1 ~☆~☆~☆ My feet barely touch the ground as I run, pain radiates throughout me and I bite back the screams as I run through the streets practically naked. Stopping at the door I knock, and watch as it opens, her eyes widen, and I see every emotion flood through her as I collapse into her arms. She says nothing, just helps me into her small apartment. I watch as she runs around and packs a bag. No words need to be spoken, she knows right now I need to escape, and that is what she is doing. I watch as she places the bags by the door, the knocking as me trying to run and hide, her head shakes, and I watch as she helps me through to another room. Standing, I listen, hearing her unlock the door. My body pushes against the door I am behind trying to use it as a shield but also hear what is said. "Where is she?" I feel sickness rise hearing his voice. "Max, it is like 4 am! I haven't seen her in months, if you lost her, I suggest you look elsewhere not wake me u

The sound of the alarm wakes me. I hate work, I hate university, and I hate mornings. Hitting the button, I look around. My life is nothing extraordinary; I live with my roommates, and I spend most of my time either here, at university or at work.I should be waking up in a hotel room somewhere, but no, I failed at that this year. Groggily walking to the shower, I climb in. As the water hits my skin, it feels incredible. Today needs to go fast. Tonight, however, needs to go even quicker. I honestly need tomorrow to arrive, like now. Climbing out, I begin getting dried off, my eyes looking around. I will be home soon; tonight won’t be long or late, and then I can just relax and spend a tiny bit of my birthday how I want to spend it. Walking out of my bedroom, it is quiet.Grabbing food, I embark on walking to university. I don't like driving if it isn't too far. My mind is flying away, every thought just running through it. Stepping in, I can't help but smile; a few hours to take m

“Hey, isn't this party and night meant to be for you? Why are you sitting here in a corner looking like Baby?”I’m laughing; I have to. His ‘Baby’ comment is just too funny not to laugh at. He is referencing me to Dirty Dancing but has this all wrong.“Well, I would rather stay in the corner. Unlike Baby, she had no choice. Her Daddy put her there. Me, I am happy here hiding. Considering the fact, I don't do all this, parties, people and things. I have not done it for years.” I watch something spark in his eyes, my mind trying to figure out what I said that would cause it.“My ideal night is watching TV and a glass of wine or any alcohol. You can tell that, seeing as I only know Liam and Georgina here. I don't get out much” His laugh is perfect; his eyes are perfect. I feel drawn to him; my heart is quickening.What is happening to me? I need to sort my mind out. If I don't, I will be hurt when he isn't interested, which he isn't. Why would he be? I am too broken anyway, and men would

Jackson moves back and starts to button up his trousers, Jackson’s hands sliding up my arms and pulling what is left of the dress up. Lifting me down from the kitchen side, he leans down and grabs his shirt, looking at me, smiling.“Don't look so embarrassed, Alena. You should probably get a room next time, though.” Georgina is no doubt laughing at my face.“No need, I should be leaving, and Alena needs sleep before work.” He kisses my forehead and walks out, Liam chasing after him, no doubt going to argue with him, warn him off and tell him to stay away.“I want details, every single detail. I kind of wish we had set off five minutes later, then we could have walked in at the really good part with you both fully naked and him grunting.” Rolling my eyes at her, I shake my head.“Why are you back anyway? Liam said you would be late” They are back too soon. They can't have left long after us.&ldq

Am I really going to do this? It isn't me. Sure, it used to be, but not anymore. We begin walking through a small alleyway towards the car park, my mind screaming at me to do something, kiss him, anything. I need to get out of here; the space is too tight, pushing me closer to him, too close for me to concentrate. He turns, his hands gripping my wrists, pushing my back against the wall, his mouth kissing mine, pinning my arms above my head, a moan escaping my lips as he pushes against me more, the feel of his shaft beneath his trousers. Moans seem to be escaping my mouth as his mouth continues to tease. My hands move to unfasten his trousers. He moves quickly, letting go of me; he carries on walking, a little faster than before to get us to his car. Driving in silence, I watch as we go out of the town centre, surrounded by trees and fields. We pull into a drive, the whole place beautiful and open. The house is breathtaking. I have only seen homes like this in magazines and on TV. W