All Chapters of Blood Ties And Betrayal: The rogues redemption : Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

Clara “Can you please repeat what you said just now, miss?” His voice echoed, deepening the frown on my face.“I said your future marriage will be so complicated! And I think the issue might just be your personality. I think anyone who would marry you must put a lot on the line, especially their mental health.” I emphasized on the mental health, smiling with satisfaction after seeing the expected reaction from his face. Now I realized how delighted and fulfilled those villainess felt after accomplishing their desires.The man's face gathered up clouds, but I underestimated the man as the clouds soon dissipated into nothingness, replaced by a bright, exceptionally bright glowing smile, he crossed his legs, “Is that so? And just a few days ago I thought you were among them, aren't you like obsessed with me when we first met, Mrs tarot?” he stated picking up a pen.He hit a nerve. “And once again, I'm not a Mrs! And fucking not a tarot reader, I'm a palm reader, how long do I have to r

EmberHis finger caresses the back of my neck, before sliding gently into my hair, he pulled my head closer, and I leaned in, closed to him, our faces were inches apart at this instance that I could feel his hot breath on me, I know I shouldn't be doing this, but oddly enough, I couldn't wait to press my lips against his. However, “Mommy, I caught a fish but it disappeared.” I was pulled out of the drawn the moment when I heard kai's sulky voice, I almost forgot him for a moment.I awkwardly stepped backward, creating a distance between us, my face heated up with a blush as I tore my gaze away from him to Kai who was reaching out to another fish, he caught it, but instead of it wringing in his hands it unobtrusively passed through him.Thinking about it, he had earlier stated that I should not touch it, because it will only spoil the fun, now it came to me that it was no more than a realistic projection, none of it were there, the water, I couldn't feel it around my body, but there

Ember The scent from it enveloped me, and talking about scent, it wasn't a scent you can smell from werewolves, or supernaturals that have special scent. This one is different, just a normal manly scent that happens to smell really nice. “It's quite cold out here, I figured you might be needing it, so I brought it along.” He said stepping on the accelerator after turning. I nodded, “Yes, it's pretty cold which isn't anything like the hotel.” “That's because around here you can find a lot of waters of any sort, rivers, lakes… and it's an area around woods with low climate. So it's pretty understandable.” He explained with his eyes still on the road. I thought as much, given the circumstances that I had felt the same when we were out that night to get groceries, it was also cold outside of his house that night. He was focused on the front, no cars were passing now, just the gentle hum of the car, the howling miles away and the birds singing their melodious songs and the g

Ember Flashback “Come on Derek, put more sugar.” I whined, leaning on the counter with a pout, all while sneaking unnoticed, maybe noticed but ignored glances at Derek who was whisking the flour, the baking powder and Sugar in a large bowl. The sugar wasn't enough so I persuaded him to put in more. He didn't say a word, he was ignoring me, “Not fair… okay, okay, just a pinch alright?” I groaned grabbing his arms pleadingly, he stopped whisking, “You were at the dentists just three days ago because of a cavity, now you want more sugar? I shouldn't have put any but I know you wouldn't eat it.” “Please dad,” I let go of him, clasping my hands together, purring like a drenched puppy. He grins, “Try harder, I promise it's still not going to work.” “Fine… have it your way.” “Of course I have.” He smiles, I rolled my eyes at him then grabbed the milk from the table, mixing it with the egg and melted butter, whisking them together; sulking. I heard footsteps coming

Maverick And just as she demanded I wrapped my hands around her back holding her close to my chest and she held my torso burying her face in my chest, I could hear her heartbeat, feel her shuddering breaths, her muffled sobs, and her trembling fingers that rested on my torso. What could be bothering her? I can't tell of course, which makes me hate the fact that I had locked my other part away, in the light that I can easily get into her head and see whatever had turned her to this state. We were like that for several minutes until she slowly unwrapped her hands from my torso and walked out of the bathroom, naked. “You'll find new towels in the wardrobe.” I said to her, she didn't respond—not that I expected her to anyway. I stayed under the shower for some time, giving her the space she might need to collect herself. I took off my wet shirt and trousers, threw them into the laundry, before grabbing a gray towel and wrapped it around my torso. I closed the bathroom door beh