Accidentally Yours Natalie Novels & Stories

"One more insult from you and I swear I am going to make you pay dearly" "Please do and use a gun, I will be most delighted, I would rather die than choose to be anywhere with you, I don't need you in my life so since you are not going to let me go and intend to trap me for a whole year then kill me. Is an escape for both of us, you can just tell your old woman that I met an accident. She wouldn't doubt you since she thinks you are a saint but has no clue that you are a cold-blooded killer with a frozen heart. I'm sorry, you don't even have one"

She knew that he would definitely be rich but she didn't think he would be this wealthy. She scrolls further, regretting the choice almost immediately. She paused as she noticed something alarming on the screen. Her eyes widen in alarm. “No, no no, this can’t be happening to me.” She muttered to herself. She clinks on a link that shows a series of pictures showing her with Sebastian in a bed. They were both asleep and she was wrapped in his arms, her face facing the camera. They were both naked and the only reason her nudity wasn’t visible was because a blanket covered both their modesty.

But then Tally’s phone buzzed in her pocket, breaking the spell. She pulled away reluctantly and checked the message; her face paling as she read it. “It’s April. Her father... he passed away. Ryan reached out to take her hand. “Go to her, Tally. Be with your friend. We’ll have time to talk later. I will call Noah and let him know.” She nodded, her eyes filled with gratitude. “Thank you, Ryan. I... I need to go.” Before she could turn away, Ryan pulled her back into his arms, capturing her lips in a passionate kiss. It was a kiss filled with all the emotions he had bottled up inside since finding out Ashley’s lies. Tally responded eagerly, her body melting against his as their tongues danced

If there’s one thing I regret about TikTok, it’s how a thirty-second video can ruin your entire life. Case in point: me, Lila Bennett—straight-A student, aspiring journalist, certified nobody—currently sitting on my bed at midnight with greasy hair in a messy bun, ranting into my front camera about the one person I swore I’d never talk about. Jason Cole.

The window of opportunity had suddenly narrowed, forcing an immediate, improvised encounter. He watched as Whitney got her food two blocks from the office, engaged in what he clinically registered as a "gross flirting fit" with the server, and then launched into an unusually long conversation on her phone for the walk back. Her attention fully consumed, she hurried along the pavement, a half-full coffee cup balanced precariously in her hand. ​This was his cue. The seasoned warrior had to become the perfectly timed, clumsy human distraction. This move needed to be flawless, it would be the first 'accidental encounter' in the long list of calculated collisions to follow.

Am standing in the middle of the road but it felt like the middle of nowhere, but it's the road back home, just a few feet away from the road that leads to Martha's house. Am stuck with tears on my eyes cause I jut received the biggest news of the century "He have agreed to date me" that's what Martha told me before we went our separate ways. I can't still figure out why I feel bad about it, making it more frustrating. The devil is still at practice. I came home by God grace

Crazy broken heart, still can't move on. "Oh sorry, me and my husband needed to go now." Angel smirked at me before she followed his husband. Yeah whatever. "Stop me from skinning taht woman alive. She's must be grateful for she's pregnant, if not, I'm going to hang her in the Christmas tree." I chuckled from Ace statement. He pulled out his phone and gave it to me. "I'm not contacting anyone to make her killed right?" I asked feeling scared. " Baka, Nica Patterson's number replied. I received this when I was in the parking lot earlier, this was important. " He said looking at our environment for possible gossip getter people. I get the phone and opened the message.

"I told you I didn't." "It's just that the timing is so suspicious." She tilted her head, voice carrying further now, drawing more eyes from nearby clusters of guests. "Jilted at the altar one week, married to a billionaire the next. Pregnant within a month." Her eyes dropped briefly to my stomach. "Almost like you had a plan." "I didn't plan any of this." "Of course not." Her tone made it clear she believed the opposite entirely. "Forgive me if I find it hard to believe a stranger from nowhere just happened to land herself a fortune through pure accident."

“Oh, sweetheart, I have earned you. I’ve waited four agonizing months to have you. Please don’t torture me anymore.” Wait a minute. I remember that. My mind wanders off while Shayla and Natalie converse. I remember the clear blue water, the coolness of the stream as it hit us while we stood under it. I remember peeling off her bikini before I lay her out on the rock, and we... “Cole?” I jump out of my thoughts and look at Natalie, a little startled. “Hm?” “Does any of what Shayla is saying seem familiar to you?” I turn my gaze to Shayla and look into her eyes.

Natasha cried out to look pitiful. Natalie ignored her and stood in front of her so-called Father and spoke up innocently, "Sister, how could you say this? I could have thought of doing such a horrible thing. I feel so terrible to see you like this. Dad, please believe me it was just an Accident. I never meant to hurt my sister. How could I have thought of hurting my own sister? It was an accident and nothing more. I just wanted to help" Natasha was shocked to see her acting skills. Her acting skill was definitely something.