These Intrusive Thoughts

These Intrusive Thoughts

  • WpView
    Membaca 78
  • WpVote
    Vote 16
  • WpPart
    Bab 12
WpMetadataReadDewasaBersambung41jt
WpMetadataNoticePublikasi terakhir Rab, Jun 30, 2021
WpInfo
Fiksi
Fantasi
"He steps toward me a little. I felt his presence break the cold bubble around me, filling it with his radiated heat. Every step he took closed the gap that meant I felt safe from the boy calling himself king. He leans over, his face only a few inches from mine and I feel his hot breath on my face. I shiver. Just then he reaches behind me and slides his hands down my back. It feels soft against the fabric of my shirt. I'm about to pull away when a cold object closes around my wrists, I gasp trying to free myself of his grasp but the chains restrict me. He sees my vain struggle and laughs. "You fool, you know I can pick the locks of these chains." I spit at him. " Crimson Love accidentally falls through a redwash portal that should have killed her. It teleports her to a fae realm, Losfailey (The Spirit Valley) , where a king called Blayde Kavan lives. It turns out that Crimson swallowed some of the redwash, making whoever she touches first locked into a distance attachment with her. She can't leave Losfailey, well more specifically, she can't leave Blayde. *None of these Pictures are mine, I do not claim to own any of them*
Seluruh Hak Cipta Dilindungi Undang-Undang
Bergabunglah dengan komunitas bercerita terbesarDapatkan rekomendasi cerita yang dipersonalisasi, simpan cerita favoritmu ke perpustakaan, dan berikan komentar serta vote untuk membangun komunitasmu.
Illustration

anda mungkin juga menyukai

  • Shridhya : Labyrinth of Destiny
  • HOME [18+]
  • HIS BETROTHED
  • Old Money Madness
  • Blue Side
  • The Curse of the Silenced Wolf
  • The Vampire King's Mate [Completed]
  • Before It Struck Midnight. *COMPLETE*

She lifted her hand to look at that holy thread around her wrist, the tinkling of her bangles now changed into rattling of Iron chains . Her hands were shaking because of those bruises she became too weak to lift that weight . She blankly stared at that thread while her mind kept wandering in the memories of that special personwhich bring a smile on her lips but more than happiness it has a scursum. She looked up at the sound of appoarching footsteps and suddenly cold dungeon began to burn . His inner rage is enough to turn everything to ash . Their eyes anchor each other's gaze . He takes some calculative steps and squats down in front of her . Tucking her hair strand behind ear he grasped her face staring at her gorgeous features which turn pale he asked in soft voice " Are you ok ? " She gerked her face away from his touch . He immediately holds her cheeks between his index finger and thumb digging them harshly in her soft skin , he made her to look at him demands harshly vibrating in rage " Who are you ? " She chuckled while looking down before dazzing in his eyes . Her face became red and a fire starts buring in her orbs . She leans forward and mutters over his lips "𝐇𝐮𝐦 𝐚𝐚𝐩𝐤𝐢 𝐫𝐨𝐨𝐡 𝐩𝐚𝐫 𝐥𝐚𝐠𝐚 𝐰𝐨 𝐠𝐡𝐚𝐚𝐯 𝐡𝐚𝐢..... 𝐉𝐢𝐬𝐞 𝐧𝐚𝐦𝐚𝐤 𝐥𝐚𝐠𝐞 𝐲𝐚 𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐡𝐚𝐦 " " I am that scar to your soul...... Who gets salt or ointment " she graze his lips with her and continue " 𝐝𝐚𝐫𝐝 𝐚𝐚𝐩𝐤𝐨 𝐡𝐢 𝐡𝐨𝐠𝐚 " " You will be in pain " ✷✷✷✷✷✷✷✷ This is my first time writing a story , so I hope you all will ignore my mistake . I don't want to hurt anyone this is just my wild imagination which I am trying to put in words . If you find it boring or confusing then I'll suggest you to read it until the tenth chapter I am sure you get your interest . I promised

Detail lengkap
WpActionLinkPanduan Muatan