Accidentally Ever After Mga Nobela at Kwento

they were at and get down with him, he pulled out of the kiss and she opened her eyes in protest, he was watching her with his eyes ablaze with the same heat she felt, his lips slightly parted, she didn't want the kiss to end just like that, maybe she would regret it later but for now she was going to enjoy it, so she pulled him back to her and connected their lips again, it was his turn to be shocked, well guess they were even now, she priced herself to enjoy every moment right now because she knew it wasn't going to happen again, she wasnt going to let it happen again, it was a one time thing and she would enjoy it now, the feel of his lips against her, the soft moans that escaped from th

“Why are you acting weird?” Jules shifted uncomfortably beside him as she bit her lip, looking down at the floor. Something was off. Then, Casper dropped the bomb. “Because… Jules and I are dating.” At that moment. There was silence. A complete silence. A deafening one. The words barely registered at first. I blinked, my brain short-circuiting. Did I hear that right? “You're what?” My voice cracked. Jules finally spoke, her tone careful, like she was stepping on glass. “We were going to tell you. We just—”

" I was suddenly overwhelmed by a flurry of memories. Mason's figure overlapped with the kid who used to follow me around when I was younger. Mom's words went right over me as I stared at Mason, who smiled at me from where he sat. It turned out none of this had been a coincidence. This was something he'd planned out. We'd missed out on each other for too many years. Fortunately, we would be together from now on. We wouldn't miss out on anything for the rest of our lives.

My voice trembled and I took a deep breath to control my breathing as I tried to calm myself down. “It dawned on me that we never get what we want no matter how hard we try, something always goes wrong. Every Fucking time, something always goes wrong and it’s always my fault. My sister tried to kill you and I made her get out of prison. I felt terrible and it felt more like I actually had a hand in what happened. The woman who raised me got injured too. So I guessed it was best I stayed away from you and I'll be on my own. I guess it was Fate that the both of us were never meant to be together.”

"I get it. But hey, maybe you just need to meet them in person. You never know, you might click with one of them." I shrugged. "Maybe. But then I think about Sarah..." Cameron's ears perked up. "Sarah? Who's Sarah?" "Sarah's the girl I accidentally hit with my car a few weeks ago," I said, wincing at the memory. "I was driving home from a meeting and didn't see her crossing the street. It was a pretty bad accident, but luckily she's okay." Cameron's eyes widened in surprise. "Whoa, that's crazy! I had no idea."

Dante held me as if I might vanish, but I no longer had the strength to push him away. Professor Shaw came to my side. “Aria, can you hear me?” I looked at her through the blur. “My baby…” Her expression changed, but her voice stayed steady. “We’re taking you to the institute medical center now.” As they lifted me onto the stretcher, Dante tried to follow. Professor Shaw stopped him with one look. “You had your chance to protect her.” The last thing I saw before darkness took me was Dante standing in the hall, covered in my blood, while the wedding ring box lay open at his feet.

Until unexpectedly, an unforeseen event occurred. Alice accidentally tripped over a chair and was about to fall. Ashton, seeing this, intended to help. But instead of improving the situation, he ended up being pulled by Alice, and they both fell. And the unfortunate part was that Ashton fell right on top of Alice, their lips accidentally touching. In a frozen state, their eyes met. They were immersed in an awkward situation until they heard another woman's voice reprimanding them. "Ashton ... what are you two doing?"

He had seen that face before—six years ago at the crash site. That day had been burned into his memory. Raymond’s car, mangled beyond recognition. Blood pooling on the road. The truck driver had been there too, lying on the ground like a corpse. Everyone assumed he had died. But now, here he was, walking through the hospital—very much alive. Daniel’s fingers curled into a fist as his mind pieced it together. The accident wasn’t an accident. It had been planned. His chest tightened. The truth hit him like a blow. Someone had tried to kill Raymond back then, and now they were back to finish the job.

He didn’t need to say it out loud. “I was left… at the altar today.” His chuckle was as dark as the pit that swallowed my soul. How was this possible? What were the chances? One in a million? Barely a few hours after I had helped his bride escape their wedding, I stumbled upon the intoxicated groom? Was I this damned? Destiny had fucked up sense of humor if she thought this was the right way to get back at me for what I did! Message received! I closed my eyes, inhaling deeply, trying to calm the wild whirlwind of my thoughts and emotions.

“Elly already picked out a dress for me. It’s… tight. And short. I feel like I’ll trip or spill something again.” Sharon burst out laughing. “Spill something? What did you do this time?” I groaned, covering my face with one hand. “This morning at the restaurant, I accidentally dumped coffee all over some poor guy’s shirt. He was tall and had this really sharp look. We locked eyes for a second and… I don’t know. It was weird. Then Elly just pulled me away super fast.” “Sounds like fate,” Sharon said with a wink. “Maybe it was Charlie Ford himself. Wouldn’t that be romantic?”