《One Thousand and One Nights》His Touch, She Allows
The first time Kaz reaches for Inej, the backs of his fingers skim her cheek. They touch the very corner of her eye and come to rest at the nape of her neck, where her knife hilt would be if she hadn't laid it on his table. His hand is buried under her hair, warm against her skin.
She ducks her head, just a little, and he feels goosebumps rise against his palm. She isn't just allowing this, he realizes with a zing of mental electricity like the one that accompanies all his best ideas.
She likes this. Wants this.
Maybe...was hoping for this. He shifts his thumb. Slow and light, against the softest part of her neck. Her lashes flutter and her head falls back a little.
She leans into his touch, but her clothes, she doesn't surrender. She's still dressed in leather and the few of her knives she always takes off last. Not a fold of extra fabric anywhere to catch on things when she's climbing. Everything tight to her skin. Kaz's internal temperature kicks up an extra couple of degrees. He's never minded being seen naked, not that it's often come up until lately. It's being touched that he couldn't swallow. For the first time in all their secret nights together, he feels the imbalance of the way she's folded away his clothes and left hers on.
He wonders now, if that was for him or for her.
For Inej, her body has always seemed like a refuge. The thing she could count on while living in a city of spies and liars, drunks and thieves. Gamblers' coins jingling and sharpshooters' pistols blasting all around. She can slip up the side of a building or out across a rope more easily than Kaz can descend stairs.
He never considered her body, in the past, might not have been a place of safety for her.
He wonders if he can make it so.
With her long lashes fluttering low, his palm isn't feeding him the signals it usually does. Of putrid flesh and repulsion, reminders to close and fist and fight for his life. No, instead his hand is open and curious about the way her head's tipped back.
He runs a thumb down the point of her throat. He's punched enough men here, with his cane and his knuckles, to know how vulnerable it is. She knows it, too. He's seen her bleed many a man from the veins here. Seen her cut just deep enough to make them fear her, like a sacrifice to whatever gods of mercy only Inej seems to believe in. This is a secret place, a dangerous place.
And still, his touch, she allows.
He's never imagined anything like this feeling that's unfurling in his chest. Like the strength that's thrumming in him, rising to her call. He's cagey as always, though, and he won't overplay his hand. Not tonight.
Instead, he lays back against his feather pillows, long since stolen from a dead merchant who should have known better than to try and cross him. Her eyes come open and slant his way and he invites her down, touching just the hint of her wrist. Guiding so when her cheek comes against his chest and her banner of hair combs out across his sheets, she's not on the far side of the mattress like they've both come to expect. She's alongside him chest to chest, belly to belly, knee to knee. Kaz pauses, but his stomach isn't pitching for once. It's far more interested in how heated her skin is, how she lifts her thigh to rest it across his. How her hand cups the hollow at his sternum.
She's happy, he realizes with a feather-flutter inside his chest. And he'd give more than a million of his precious kruge to know how he can make it happen again.
Unrepentant Hopes (First Draft)
Removed from society due to his chronic illness and raised in a cabin in the woods, the Camarian child-prince Nathanael is dying. It is not long after he learns this, that he hears that he is a monster from the lips of his religious family. Devastated he will do anything to be accepted by his god and family again, including not fight an unjust fate. At the same time Royale’s second prince Drefan barely survives weeks of opium detox in his attempts to forget what has driven him into the northern deserts. In an escape from the belief that he too is a monster, who deserves to have that word etched into his skin. What does it truly mean to be a monster? Note: The main characters are LGBT. Deals with Drug Addiction and Abuse. Due to being a Full-Time Teacher I write and will update very slowly.
8 142Forcefully Yours (Mafia Love Story)
"Why don't you leave me?" I shouted, trying to mask away the fear that filled inside of me this time. "Oh Darling I wish I could." He smirked, almost leaning onto me. I could still feel the authority in his husky arrogant voice."Don't you fear Allah?" I questioned him and soon began to realise that my hijab was falling loose. This can't be happening, atleast not in front of him. I cried within the walls of my heart. He didn't deserve my love. "Don't teach me about Islam. Mind your own fucking business." He spat back. He surely had anger issues but unlike everybody else I always stood up to him. I didn't want to give him the satisfaction that he derived from dominating everyone, but today I felt weak, weaker than ever before. "My business? Well guess what mister you are my business. Remember you were the one who married me forcefully?" I tried pushing him back but all my efforts were in vain. "You know that I can do a lot of things forcefully but I don't. So be thankful bitch." He Snapped, hitting my heart exactly where it was weak. Tears soon filled my vision but I held them back. "Why? Aren't those girls enough to satisfy you?" I pointed back to his girlfriend who stood behind him half naked. "Enough!" He shouted, his grip tightened around my arms and I knew that I had pushed him off limits by now but guess what? He deserved it. ***She was not your typical girl because she knew the hard reality of life. She was a hard core feminist. In one moment she could spit fire but at the same time she could cry her heart out like a baby. Meet Syeda Anaabiya Ahmed, married to the man with the darkest soul to have walked on earth, Syed Humza Junaid. He was forced to marry her, after the love of his life Hazel betrayed him. He hated Anaabiya to his guts, for she was the only one not scared of him. But Allah chooses who he gives Hidaaya. What do you think? What will change Syed Humza Junaid?Join Anaabiya in her journey of ruin or maybe love. ❤️
8 244Imperfect Remnants
A book filled of unfinished stories. Some dating back to 2017. Others coming into now. Some coming from the future.
8 55Open Wounds
Welcome to a new read.
8 57Valentine's Day Contest 2019
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8 220Mr. Control Freak ✔
|#1 in Romance.|Amelia Primrose. Your typical, carefree and bubbly girl who has been making through thick and thin to provide her sister and herself a better life. Her only dream is love and happiness but she is keeping a past. The one that keeps chasing her no matter where she goes. Forgetting about everything, she heads towards a new life by starting a job in Knight Industries but little does she knows what's waiting for her there?Alarick Noah Knight. The world's most eligible bachelor and CEO of Knight Industries. Heart cold as ice and personality hot as hell. A billionaire who's worth swooning but he's cold, ruthless and a total control freak. For him, money is the most powerful thing in this world. Love? The one word, he despises the most.So what happens when Amelia crosses his path?Will he save her from her past and take away her worst nightmares or will become a part of it?Find out in Mr. Control Freak.WARNING:Will contain explicit and mature content.ALL RIGHTS RESERVED.COMPLETED.
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