A Love Tale 4

Thanksgiving Sunday crashed into the Harper house like a war bomb, it was Sophie wedding Thanksgiving sunday. Mom was screaming at Dad for “over salting the gravy again,” Sophie was rearranging chairs like she was playing Tetris block game, Marcus was hiding in the garage pretending to fix the lawnmower, and Evans was live streaming every second for his “Thanksgiving with the Fake Boyfriend” series was now at 1.8 million views and climbing faster than Finn’s ego. Ava had spent the morning babysitting Finn like he was a toddler with a knife. He’d tried to “upgrade” the chicken and turkey stuffing with hot sauce (“it’s international!”), set off the smoke alarm with burnt rolls, and convinced Evans that mashed potatoes needed chocolate chips (“sweet-salty fusion!”). Ava had yanked him out by the collar before he could turn the pumpkin pie into a pizza. Now they were in the backyard, sitting on the porch swing like two people who’d just survived a war, technically Finn was war.

Last Updated : 2026-03-08

A Love Tale 5

It was one month after the wedding, Ava's apartment felt quiet, too quiet and just too... empty too. She didn't know why, the job was done, her family bought the whole "boyfriend" story, Mom still asked about Finn like he was family, asking when he would come visit again, she couldn't bring herself to tell her the broke up or it was fake, Evans's TikToks had died down to occasional reposts. Life should be back to normal, it should be just work, coffee, and sleep. Repeating the cycle daily... But every time she opened the fridge, she remembered him stealing her last yogurt and leaving a sticky note: "I'll buy more, it is a promise but." He never did. She will scroll I*******m at night and see blue shirts, resampling his favourite color and pause too long staring or she would hear a laugh in a café that sounded like his stupid, loud one. or catch Evans sending old clips: Finn twirling in the kilt, Finn smearing salmon, Finn winning the dance off. She'd watch, smirk, then close it f

Last Updated : 2026-03-08

A Love Tale 6; Dirty Finale.....

One month after Sophie’s wedding, Ava Harper’s apartment looked like a shared crime scene. Finn’s sneakers (nine pairs, she’d counted) were scattered like the house was a nursery house. His hoodie hung permanently on the couch. His “World’s Okayest Actor” mug sat on the counter, half-full of cold coffee he swore he’d finish “later” (he never did). The spice rack, once an alphabetized perfection, was now in “Finn’s flavor order”: hot sauce first, cinnamon last. She hated it. She loved it. She hated that she loved it. They’d been official for four weeks, no big announcement, just a quiet “so… we’re doing this?” on the drive home from the amusement pack, followed by Finn kissing her at a red light and her kissing him back so hard the car behind honked. Since then, nonstop domestic disasters and dumb arguments. Monday: Finn tried serving her breakfast in bed. Burnt toast, smoke alarm symphony, and him yelling “I REGRET NOTHING!” while waving a dish towel. Tuesday: He reor

Last Updated : 2026-03-09

All Chapters of Dirty (short stories): Chapter 111 - Chapter 113

A Love Tale 4

A Love Tale 5

A Love Tale 6; Dirty Finale.....