After We Collided Pdf Novels & Stories

“S..top! I don’t want anything to do with you.” She stuttered out in a fluster once he backed her into the wall. “Oh! Is that so, little Nymph!” The nickname sent shivers down her spine as it brought back emotions she so desperately wanted to forget. She bit her lips to regain her clarity and then sent a kick towards his crotch. He had expected it though so he caught her leg with a smirk and then his hand began to climb up her thighs. She gasped clearly not expecting that. “ You might not want anything to do with me but your body does. And it is so truthful in showing it.” He sniffed at the air “ I can smell how wet you are for me.” Almyra found herself married to Xavier after a one night stand gone wrong. She decided to give her all into the marriage as she grew to love him but it clearly wasn’t enough as he was never present physically nor emotionally. She finally got fed up so she gave him what she thought he wanted. Divorce papers. So, can someone explain to her why her supposed to be emotionally detached husband is suddenly clinging onto her and not letting go. He is suddenly a romantic and a tease that makes her heart beat erratically. Mr Farrell, please stop! We are divorced.

I regressed to the day I auctioned for the school idol’s sugar baby agreement after her family went bankrupt. This time, I chose to stand by and watch coldly, rather than saving her… Because after I saved her last time, she was forced to marry me due to the rumors spreading at the auction. For the eight years we were married, she made me keep my distance from her. At the same time, she gave her old flame my company and my assets, even bearing him three children. When Gwen Hughes kicked me out of the house, she sneered at me. “It’s all your fault! You acted holier-than-thou, buying out my contract and spreading rumors so I had no choice but to marry you! If it weren’t for you, Ivan and I wouldn’t have missed each other for all these years!” After that, I died in agony. Now that I had regressed, I would not interfere in their lives again.

I was the person Henry Johnson, the head of the San Nello mafia, loved more than anyone else. He loved me with absolute devotion. During our three years of marriage, he spoiled me endlessly and treated me like a princess. Yet this same man, who claimed to love me so deeply, divorced me three times, each time for the sake of his childhood sweetheart. The first time, intimate photos of them at the airport went viral. That very night, he placed the divorce papers in front of me. "Selena," he said, "Melanie's father once saved my life. I can't allow her to be condemned as a homewrecker. Let's divorce for now. Once this storm passes, we'll remarry." With my heart in pieces, I signed the papers and prepared to leave. However, at the airport, Henry stopped me. He broke down in front of me and begged, "I've already taken care of the media. Melanie has gone abroad again. I've repaid everything I owed her family. Please don't leave. Let's get married again." His tearful pleas softened my resolve. That was the first time I forgave him. The second time, he came to me looking utterly worn out. "Melanie was implicated by her boyfriend and ended up in prison," he said. "I need to bail her out as her spouse. Once she's free, we'll remarry right away." I believed him. That time, he kept his promise. He returned and remarried me. The third time, he lowered his head and hesitated, unable to look me in the eye. "Melanie is about to give birth," he said. "An unwed pregnancy would destroy her modeling career. I have to help her. This will be the last time. Once the child is settled, we'll remarry. I promise this will never happen again." I looked at him for a long time. In the end, I answered softly, "Okay." However, on the day we were meant to register our marriage again, I never appeared. Any love I still had was worn away bit by bit. In the end, I left for good, taking with me not only a broken heart, but also the unborn heir he would never know.

“Fine,” I heard myself say, the word tasting like rust. “You want an open marriage? We’ll do open.” A slow smile curved his mouth—victory, not warmth. “Good girl. Then I suppose you won’t mind if I reintroduce Kisha.” The camera panned. There she was, curled on what I now realized was our hotel suite couch, her legs tucked under a cashmere throw that used to be mine. She waved, manicured nails glinting, belly softly rounded under a silk camisole. My world tilted. I forced a smile that felt like glass. “So she’s your girlfriend?” Daniel’s hand settled possessively on that gentle swell. “Not just my girlfriend,” he said, eyes locked on mine. “The mother of my unborn child.” Jayla Carmichael smiles for the cameras as the perfect senator's wife while her world burns. But queens don't kneel. They conquer. Fueled by whiskey and wrath, Jayla ensnares Warren Christopher, a brooding billionaire CEO, after saving his empire in a bar-side twist of fate. Love was the first lie. Revenge is the foreplay, and the truth? it's coming for them all...naked, ruthless and dripping in karma. Will Jayla's vengeance destroy her soul or will warrens fire forge something eternal?. This book isn't just romance, it's war with benefits.

My mom and dad died heroically in a fire rescue, trying to protect an orphan. Afterward, my brother brought the orphan, Audrey, home. To make her smile, he'd throw away photos of me and our parents. He even kicked me out in front of everyone. For Audrey's coming-of-age celebration, he took her to Cranburn—the place I'd always dreamed of going. In his eyes, I had nowhere else to go. He believed that once I realized I was wrong, I'd come back on my own. But what he didn't know was—I had joined an overseas rescue team. This might be the last time we ever see each other.

Ava never planned for her life to fall apart in a single day. One phone call from a hospital changes everything she knows about her family, her future, and her strength. Her Sister is dying, and the only chance to save her comes with a price she can never afford. Then she meets Dominic Hale. A cold, powerful billionaire who holds the key to her sister’s survival—and makes her an impossible offer. Help will be given… but nothing is free. “What do you want from me?” she asks, broken and desperate. His answer shatters her world. “Marry me.” A contract. A stranger. A deal that ties her life to a man she doesn’t understand. But as fear turns into dependence, and distance turns into something deeper, Ava begins to realize that nothing about Dominic is simple… and nothing about their connection is accidental. Because some love stories are not planned. They are demanded. And some deals were never meant to stay just business.

“You've read the contract, I assume?” His tone was soft but firm. His eyes, however, were fixated on her lips. “Every word.” Aurora hesitated, fingers brushing against the folder's edge. Michael furrowed his brows, gauging her expression. “Are you sure you want this? You can say no, and we’ll simply pretend this never happened.” “No,” Aurora said firmly, gripping the edges of her skirt. Her entire body pulsed with need for him, so how could she disagree? “I want this.” She quickly signed the contract. His hands left her jaw, reaching down to pull her up and against his office table. His hands slowly reached under her skirt. “Well, then. Let us begin, shall we?” *** Aurora Lane thought the worst day of her life was catching her boyfriend trying to sneak off on a hotel trip with her best friend, using her money. She was wrong. Booking the suite solo, she never expected to find a stranger already there. Tall, brooding, and infuriatingly magnetic. Michael Carson, a billionaire hotel mogul who lives for control, should’ve thrown her out. Instead, one night of passion turned into something neither could forget. When fate brings them together again, their simmering chemistry becomes impossible to ignore. A secret “no-strings” contract should have kept their hearts safe, but the more they try to resist, the deeper they fall. Then the past returns to destroy everything. A jealous ex. A web of lies. A powerful family that will do anything to keep them apart. And when a shocking betrayal turns deadly, Aurora must decide whether love is worth risking everything for… even her life. In a world of money, manipulation, and impossible love, can two broken hearts rewrite their destiny, or will the secrets between them burn it all down?

In "Fated Encounter: We Meet Again," Annabelle's sole purpose is to seek justice against those who tore her family apart. However, when she encounters the enigmatic and attractive Xander Lennox, she becomes determined to conquer his heart. Little does she know that Xander holds secrets about her past, leading her to question whether to choose love or pursue her quest for justice. Xander is portrayed as a loving brother and son, yet he conceals a ruthless side of being a mafia boss. He shields Annabelle from the truth, fearing it may jeopardize their bond. But as the saying goes, the truth always finds its way to the surface. If you're intrigued by this tale of love, justice, and hidden truths, consider adding it to your library. I would greatly appreciate your comments and reviews. Please note that the cover image belongs to the author. Do not use it!!

(A REWRITE OF TANGLED WITH THE MAFIA KING) "I am married!" I spat into his face. "You can't just walk in here and spew nonsense just because I am carrying your baby." His smirk returned, and I realised that I had made a mistake that day. That day, I thought I was getting into bed with a gentle soul. But this man in front of me has the darkest of auras. It is the kind that makes it hard to look away or slam the door in his face. So, when he took another step closer, I could barely move. Then, he said, "I don't care if you are married. Now that I've seen you, coming with me is undebatable." ~~~ One reckless night in Venice with a dangerously attractive stranger was supposed to be Carrie’s final act of rebellion before an arranged marriage. By morning, she left satisfied. Two weeks later… she’s pregnant. With her furious father forcing her into marriage and giving her one week to find the baby’s father, Carrie begins a desperate search for the mysterious Alessandro. But the man she’s looking for isn’t just a charming Italian businessman. He’s heir to a ruthless empire. A man who rules with fear. And he has his own reason for needing a wife— fast. When their worlds collide again, it won’t just be about one night. It will be about power. Danger. Protection. And a love neither of them planned.

A 19-year-old girl, Wendy Young, invites a 20-year-old-homeless man, Lucas Kim, into her life. Spending all their time with each other, Wendy couldn’t help but fall in love with him, but with everything going down, will it all go well?