"Love can't be worth all this pain." Avery Sterling's heart was claimed by the captivating Logan Grey, a promising medic alpha in training the moment she saw him. But as Avery's love for him blossomed, she soon realized that her affections were one-sided. While she yearned for him, he pursued her seemingly flawless twin sister, leaving Avery to watch from the sidelines as her sister basked in his adoration. Years later, Avery returns home after being gone for too long to a shocking revelation—her parents have arranged for her to marry Logan. While this should have been good news, the man she once admired is now a stranger, his heart hardened and his demeanor cold. Avery soon learns that Logan's marriage proposal was merely a means to be closer to the sister who broke his heart. Despite Logan's cruelty and indifference, Avery resolves to win his love, determined to prove her worth and surpass her sister in his eyes. Yet just as she believes she's succeeded, her world is shattered by her sister's return, threatening to undo all Avery's efforts. Will Avery forever remain second best in Logan's eyes, forever overshadowed by her sister's memory? Or will she defy the odds and claim the love she's fought so hard for? Dive into this gripping tale of love, betrayal, and redemption to uncover the truth that lies within Avery's heart.
View More{~~Avery Sterling~~}The almost-car accident shakes me up more than I expected, but Logan is fine, and I’m fine. It all happened so fast, and yet I can still feel the pulse of my heartbeat in my throat when I think about it. That truck had come out of nowhere. The driver didn’t even slow down. Had I not tripped over that stone while I was looking for a signal on my phone and he’d come to check on me... logan would have died a painful death before my eyes.So of course I was a fucking mess. That driver is crazy. Did he not see the car? Why did the car even stop? What was wrong with the engine? I have like six million questions!He called Ryan to come get us. I was in his arms on the side of the road, watching as other cars drove around the wreckage. They don’t stop but look on surprised at the mess. Whoever that driver was I hope to god his truck breaks down and he’s fired. Because what the hell?He should have at least stopped. Panic fills me but so does anger. The panic wins though.
{~~Avery Sterling~~}Logan and I had left Hope in the hospital. The tiny bundle of life—so fragile, yet resilient—was resting safely in the nursery, surrounded by the quiet hum of machines and the gentle presence of nurses. We’d return tomorrow, once we were sure they’d had time to scan her brain and ensure she was truly safe for release. My heart ached to leave her, but it was necessary. Thank goodness she was a baby, still too young to understand fear in the way that we did. She wouldn’t know the anxiety, the sleepless nights, the never-ending worry. All she knew was warmth and the safety of sleep, cocooned in blankets too big for her tiny form.The snow had started falling again, soft and silent, covering the world in a layer of purity that felt both soothing and unsettling. Logan drove carefully through the winding streets, the heater on low, warming our chilled fingers. We didn’t speak much, but the silence wasn’t uncomfortable. It was the kind of silence that sat between two peo
{~~Avery Sterling~~}I’m back in this beautiful pack, surrounded by familiar faces, and yet it feels so foreign after everything we’ve been through. the rain stopped while I was away and now we have a new season. The landscape is stunning, especially now, with the first snowfall of the season transforming the dense forest and the lake into a quiet, white wonderland. The snow blankets the ground in thick, untouched layers, making the whole world seem calm and serene, but cold—bitingly cold. It's as if the snow carries the weight of my worries. The weather has shifted dramatically over the past few days, moving from endless, gloomy rain to this sudden onset of winter. So, congratulations on freezing my butt off, even with all the layers I'm bundled in.Logan and I had spent last night at the lake house, a place of solace for us, trying to reconnect after everything that’s been thrown at us. It was bittersweet, those quiet moments by the fire, the crackling logs filling the air with warm
{~~Logan Grey~~}Avery is coming home today. Avery is coming home today. I’ve been repeating that sentence in my head for the past 48 hours, counting down the seconds like a kid waiting for Christmas morning. The excitement, the anticipation—it’s all bubbling up inside me, and I can barely sit still. I glance at the clock on my phone for what feels like the hundredth time, knowing it hasn't moved much since the last time I looked but somehow hoping the hands of time have sped up. It's been far too long since I’ve seen her.The air in the terminal is thick with the usual airport chaos—people rushing by, announcements echoing through the speakers, kids whining in the background—but it all fades into the background noise. I’m laser-focused, my heart pounding in sync with the roaring engines of planes outside. She’s been gone for weeks, and though it wasn’t that long, it feels like an eternity. We’ve been working tirelessly on the cure—sleepless nights, constant research, trial and error.
{~~Avery Sterling~~}Agatha and I had been at it for hours, possibly days, though the passage of time had become something of a blur in the dim, candlelit room. The air was thick with the scent of dried herbs and burning incense, their heady aromas mixing in a way that both calmed and invigorated me. I had never spent so much time in the presence of a witch doctor before—not like this, not in such an intimate setting where every movement, every word, every breath was part of a delicate and complex dance of life and death.I’d seen witchcraft before. In university, we had a professor who dabbled in the ancient arts, using it to enhance her knowledge of medicinal plants and natural remedies. It’s why i wished I’d been chosen to be a doctor, it would be so nice to be able to do so much than what a nurse can. But even she had never worked with the sheer precision and raw power that Agatha wielded. It was... mesmerizing. I couldn’t help but be drawn in, watching her every move, the way her
{~~Logan Grey~~}Two days without Avery isn't an eternity, but it sure feels like a long time. I’m surviving, or at least I think I am. Tonight, I’m having dinner at my parents' place, and the whole family is here to celebrate the newborns. Felix’s child, Marley, and my daughter, Hope. It feels good to be around everyone, even if my mind keeps drifting to Avery. The house is buzzing with laughter and chatter. The babies are in their playpen, tapping at toys, oblivious to the joyful chaos around them. My parents are practically glowing as they fawn over their grandkids, doting on every little coo and babbling like they’re treasures.I sit back in a rocking chair, watching the scene play out before me. My brothers are in the kitchen, joking around while they cook, and their wives are on the couch, chatting and laughing. And Ronan’s children are lying on the floor coloring something. It’s one of those moments that feels picture-perfect, like a scene out of some old family movie. Even Rya
{~~Avery Sterling~~}The flight wasn’t bad at all, a smooth ride that gave me plenty of time to think and prepare for the days ahead. I spent most of the flight reading, trying to immerse myself in a book to keep my mind from wandering too far into worry. Every now and then, I’d glance out the window, watching the clouds shift and the landscape beneath me change from small dots of houses to vast stretches of wilderness. It was strange, being so far from home, but I knew this trip was important.As the flight neared its end, I pulled out my phone to text Agatha. She was supposed to pick me up, and I didn’t want to leave her waiting. Landed. See you soon, I typed quickly, sending it before I put my phone on airplane mode one last time before landing.The plane touched down smoothly, and once we reached the gate, I grabbed my carry-on and made my way through the airport. The anticipation of seeing Agatha again, an old college friend I hadn’t seen in years, was starting to bubble up. We’
{~~Avery Sterling~~}I started packing at ten in the morning, knowing my flight was scheduled for three pm in the afternoon. It was a tight window, but I’d grown used to working under pressure, especially when it came to travel. The familiar sight of my well-worn duffel bag greeted me from the closet, and I pulled it out, dumping it on the bed before I began shoving as many clothes as I could into it. My mind was scattered, thoughts bouncing between what I needed to pack and the fact that I was leaving. A slight knot formed in my stomach. I hated the thought of leaving Logan and Hope behind, even for just a few days. But this trip was necessary.As I zipped open another pocket to check for any last-minute items, Logan came in, cradling Hope in his arms. She was asleep, her little body curled up comfortably against his chest. The sight of them together always melted something inside me, and for a second, I just stopped packing and watched them. Logan’s gaze met mine, a soft smile tuggin
{~~Logan Grey~~}Last night was incredible, unforgettable in every sense. My body still ached from the intensity of it, the way Avery had gripped me, her fingernails biting into my back as if she was trying to mark me, claim me. And she had—completely. The scratches stung, but it was a good kind of pain, a reminder of how we’d spent the night together. Her bites, the way she tugged at my skin with her teeth, had me in a state of delirium, alternating between pleasure and pain, unable to tell where one ended and the other began.We started off with fire, raw and hungry for each other, but somewhere along the way, we descended into something even hotter, something almost primal. The sheets weren’t just messed up—they were torn in places, twisted around us as we moved together, and by the end, they were a casualty of our night. We hadn’t just made love; we had burned through the hours, consuming each other in a way that felt almost too intense to be real. There was a part of me that thou
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