Always A Day Too Late

Always A Day Too Late

  • WpView
    Reads 187
  • WpVote
    Votes 13
  • WpPart
    Parts 8
WpMetadataReadMatureOngoing22m
WpMetadataNoticeLast published Thu, Jun 14, 2018
"It doesn't matter anymore." I said, playing with the holes in my ripped jeans. "It does though. Just because these things seem abnormal- it doesn't mean we can't stop it from happening," he laid his hand on mine, making my hand stop playing with the holes. "We just need each other to figure out who's doing this, who's causing it, we can do it.. together."
All Rights Reserved
Join the largest storytelling communityGet personalized story recommendations, save your favourites to your library, and comment and vote to grow your community.
Illustration

You may also like

  • Outlaw
  • Kidnapped
  • His Appointed Wife
  • ~Trust Me ~
  • Kidnapped Love
  • We'll Have Our Little Secret
  • I Need You Like You Need Me (Old Version) Being renewed
  • Fading Scars.
  • Rival Lovers (Completed)
  • Abused by One Alpha Mate, Lied to by Another Alpha Mate
Outlaw

"You care about only yourself and no one else!" I screamed the cold air piercing my lungs. "That's a lie" he mumbled his body tensing "Name one person you care for other then yourself" I challenged. My question was answered by the crash of his lips against mine. The worst part was something inside told me it was genuine.

More details
WpActionLinkContent Guidelines