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Cradle of Love

[COMPLETED] "Blood for blood," Amelia swore as she walked out the gates, vengeance coursing through her veins. **** They took everyone she loved on her birthday and sold her to the highest bidder in the concentration camps. They were sure she wouldn't survive, and like a book, they closed her chapter, the hopeless girl who had no one. However from the ashes, she rose, no longer the girl who was scared of the world, but a woman with just one goal. REVENGE. And HE, Alexander, was her way into their circle. A man who had sworn off relationships since his last relationship sent his family into debt. Would the odds be in her favor? A story about love, betrayal, pain, anger, and probably death. ------------------ Photo not mine, will take down if owner requests OTHER WORKS: BULLETS BY DAWN [SEQUEL] WHOSE ALPHA NIKITA

she_osprey · Urban
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182 Chs

Night Terrors

Ryan p.o.v

"There was chaos all over, and even with the chaos that night, she was everything I could see. She was so charming and beautiful, very beautiful, I have never seen a woman that beautiful. she was perfection and even the way she fought was just pure. she knew her way around a world that was tainted.

She had her defenses up, and seemed alert, and that pulled me even more to her. my comrades were falling but it never mattered because after all, we were all falling. they were dying and I was falling for the woman I had not even met officially.

But even with guns and weapons on her, it was difficult to ignore the pure aura around her. She was pulling me in-and-out I was powerless. Her jet black eyes made her so attractive that I was simply undone before her.

She was perfect, her sharp chin that made her features stand out, her smile when she killed like she never wanted to but then we were at war and someone had to win. we had gone past the kissing and making up face, the battle was blowing up and nothing could stop it.

So I went and greeted her but I did not tell her anything about me. She was the dangerous innocence, and I was the lurking danger, the kind that should have sent her packing, the kind that should have made her kill me, but she didn't. Maybe because she felt the attraction or maybe because this was just a war that had to be finished and collateral damage was bound.

Maybe she didn't kill me because she needed to use me, but whatever it was, I was down for it. She was purity and I was the scum lurking around. I had fallen head over heels with her. This was not the first time I had seen her because her sister and I had been acquainted some time back. But I had never been this close with her. It was never easy staying away from her. I knew no one could ever accept our relationship even if she wanted me, but at that moment, she was the only thing that mattered.

So when the chaos surrounded us and I was the only available person who could apparently help this damsel who was never in distress, I jumped at the opportunity. I had sworn to keep her safe from the first day and that day I was going to keep my promise, but I was late. I was too transfixed in my stance with her that I did not realize the bullet had hit her until she screamed and cursed, that's when it hit me.

Even with her meters away from me, I was a useless swine. I should have done something it was my fault that this happened, if I had not given in to the pull, maybe she would have not been hit. it was my fault that she leather guard down for one second and that second had cost her. it was all on me because this woman was bleeding and while my heart bled along, the damage had already been done. I only hoped that she wouldn't leave me after that. maybe she would have let me take there our for coffee, just maybe.

The flying bullets did not make it easier to get her out of the scene and to the hospital. everyone here was angry. I saw my people look at me like I had betrayed them and her people looked like they were going to kill me for killing their leader. because that's what it seemed like then.

I took a chance and left with her, but not before a bullet hit my shoulder. that didn't matter though. she did and so I rushed her to the hospital passing through the chaotic scenes and dead bodies. even only arm and passing out, she didn't look like she would kill me. she looked like she wanted to be there in my arms, though not bleeding and that sent my heart beating so fast I could have sworn she heard it

Through the traffic and questioning eyes, I didn't care, and when we got to the hospital I almost lost it when they said I couldn't go in with them. I should have understood but I didn't even have time to think because her people dragged me out of there and that was just it."

"Woah dude, what happened to her?"

"I went to visit her pretending to be a nurse. it was risky but I needed closure. overtime she got better but She lost her memories of that night but I thought it was just because they never wanted her to remember me. maybe she would someday. And for a moment I was glad because she wouldn't remember me, or that I had failed to keep my unspoken promise. And I thought if I forgot about her, it would be better, but it never got better because every time I saw her I remembered my failures.

I should have done something, anything. But I didn't and I lost her. So all I ever did was watch the love of my life from a distance like a creep. I even became friends with her again even though her sister never wanted me to. I just couldn't do it. I couldn't stay away. It doesn't help my case that she already has a boyfriend who apparently adores her.

Besides, it's not like I can go to her and be like, hey, Mia, it's me again, I the douche who never protected you, but can we forget the past and start over, because y' know I love you, I always have and you are the woman of my life. Fuck!?"

"Shit dude, this Mia girl really got you bad."

Holy shit.

I hadn't even realized I had said her name. me leaving hints like that was so dangerous for both of us plus I couldn't tell him that it was I who erased the memories of the woman I loved with everything I had.

I just hoped he didn't pry further.

"You will be able to talk to her and iron things out between the two of you. All will be a well man." If only he knew that if that were so, he would hate me forever. Love was just something that wasn't my forte. And it was time I accepted that. Besides I had women falling on my feet because of my looks.

But none of them would get to be like her.

"Yeah man, I really hope so. C'mere, give me a hug. Marry me please."

"Hell no, I already have a woman, and marrying you will just be hell for me. All will be well though." Alex cringed.

This night was going to be long. I watched Alex go silent as if he were thinking about something. I knew he was probably going over my miserable love life in his head.

The tension was growing and since I didn't want us acting all awkward, I voiced my imaginary fears.

Maybe this would cheer him up.

"Hey Alex, now that we are in this thick forest, what are the chances of us being eaten alive by werewolves and vampires and even witches? I don't want my body to be used for some voodoo magic, please protect me when we sleep."

"You are such an idiot. Where would they even come from. Stop overthinking and sleep. And no, we are not cuddling."

"C'mon, you are my best friend in the whole wide world, pretty please"

"I swear if you keep talking I'll go get those creatures of the night for you myself"

"Hey, my face is too beautiful and I don't want anyone messing it up. Besides, how would I get girls if I mess my face up?" I wept as my friend snickered.

"That isn't a bad idea, after all, it would mean no more girls know about you kicking my ass in a game I let you win which you will never agree to."

I continued blabbering about my apparent night fear while he listened and snorted at times. Well it was until a wild dog passed by and we all stayed quiet. I actually had to play dead because that is what my granny always said to do in such situations.

Yes, my night fears were true, but please don't judge me.

For some reason, I think Alex knew about these fears but the bastard was too focused on ignoring my blabbers to even realize I was cuddling him. The ticklish bastard freaking laughed at me, and it was not the silent laughs.

He was loud and I swear the rabid dog could have heard us. So I did the only thing I could think of. I punched him hard as I complained and cursed at Tyler and all the miserable experiences we had out here today.

Stupid horror movies won't let me sleep peacefully.

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