August Alsina Love Story Novels & Stories

"What's your guarantee? prove your point? Even though you're Stefano, it doesn't mean I will easily let my daughter go." "I won't guarantee anything. But I will keep trying for him." Alby answered without hesitation. Alby then put some printed photos of himself and Alessia while in Barcelona. Starting from when they were in the Sagrada familia also in the guell park, and the last one was a photo of them kissing on a salamander statue. Michael took it and looked researched. Seeing Alessia's smile in the photo made her heart ache a little. Her daughter's smile looks very happy.

Aluna thought, folding a small piece of paper and storing it in a ring box. Aluna stepped to sit in front of the mirror. Taking off the glasses she was wearing, freeing his hair from the tie, let it fall straight. Her eyes were closed, feeling the wind blowing against his body. He wanted a moment not to see the world. It's sad that fate had scratched it, it's not enough for a day to become a wife, and she had been shocked by the marriage rules made by Zolan.

Reo had watched the hot scene between Jack and Mitha through the laptop screen display. He did not think that Jack actually realized what he said. "Why are you doing this to me, Jack?" Tears flooded Reo's face again. Then the laptop was thrown against the wall of the room when Reo threw it hard. The man was wailing, he was sad, disappointed, and everything seemed mixed up. His gay girlfriend turns out to be having an affair with the opposite sex behind his back. Yes, yes, even though it's only the opposite sex but Reo's heart still hurts!

Febri is a simple figure who is far from handsome and ideal for Sintia, Febri is the son of an official in the city of Sintia, even the teacher or school principal is still a family that Febri often uses as a shield if Sintia wants to break up. It's true that Febri is dear, indeed Febri is kind to Sintia, but arrogant and stubborn and restrained for Sintia who is not free to choose friends, friends and even TTM. 3 years, like it or not, like it or not, being special friends with Febri. The high school love story that Sintia hoped for didn't go according to her dreams and only became an illusion. College, is the third opportunity to know what is called true love. And opportunities are open be

They moved back slightly, but were still close enough to intervene if needed. Arthur smirked, leaning to whisper in her ear. “Mr. Cagliari really isn’t playing. Wife’s on lockdown.” Ashleigh sputtered, shaking her hands. “It isn't like that…." Arthur's eyes scanned her face, then her lips before he froze. “You kissed him, didn’t you?” Ashleigh didn’t answer, causing his eyes to widen a fraction more. “You kissed him?!” He shrieked dramatically, his voice echoing through the field, causing Ashleigh to bury her face in her hands in embarrassment.

"Those seven years ended this year, and my grandfather reminded me of what I had promised. Crisanto will be returning to the Philippines, and he's expecting us." My heart stung, and I cast my eyes downward, feeling a sense of despair. "I don't want to deceive my family and Avilla. I made a promise, we agreed upon it, and it was my life plan." "You know you can't," he said softly, his gaze fixed on his book. "Is this Crisanto your lover?" he asked, his question careful and measured. "We're not lovers, but we had feelings for each other before. I hate knowing about this situation. What should I do? If only there were another way," I muttered, my voice filled with hopelessness.

"Ishh, I want to tell you. Listen!" "What story? About your ex again? Haven't moved on from him yet?" Evi had guessed first. Lately, Dita had been talking about her ex, whom she had dumped for cheating on her while she was still dating him. Dita was the one who decided, she was also the one who was gamon. "No, I've moved on," Dita lied. In fact, she still loves and hopes that her ex will return to her. "Good. So, what's the story?" Evi asked, adjusting her sitting position comfortably.

he told her. She accepted it, thanked him, and closed the door a second time. Her heart pounded as she cut it open. A solitary photograph was inside black-and-white. Fiona walking out of a Paris clinic, Charles's hand at her elbow. Yet the photo was cropped, distorted giving it the air of a furtive meeting. Written under it in pen: "Love built on lies always cracks first." Valeria felt the cold creep into her veins. "They're playing dirty," she grumbled.

It was late at night when Jonathan and Diana got out of the Gaddi. In silence, the two walked back to the hospital. The street was deserted and it seemed natural that they walked arm in arm and slowly. The night was beautiful and pleasant and so they could appreciate it better. In fact, that night seemed made for love. Jonathan's nearness began to exert a strange attraction on Diana... who wanted to get closer but steadfastly resisted. However, as they walked, his arm brushing against hers, their bodies very close, the desire increased and a climate was created between them that suddenly, out of the blue, he stopped and tightened Diana in his arms. With unexpected tenderness, he began to kis

And what I hear, breaks my heart. The girl who is working the counter, her name is Carmen, which I now know is the ex girlfriend of Jace. Is tell her friend, Skyler, that her and Jace have worked everything out and that he finally dropped the “uptight American girl”. I feel a single tear slide down my cheek as I turn and walk out of the café, I’ve never felt more humiliated about anything in my life. As soon as I’m far enough away from the café I let the tears really fall, because he never actually loved me and he must have just wanted to cross “American girl” off a list of things he wanted to accomplish.