Bastila Romance Novels & Stories

Brixel had the purest intention, and he loves her more than she believed. “Your parents. They of course, care. I don't know why I have to clear things with you, Brixel. You are engaged with Serene's sister. What's the sense of making up?” Bailey shrugged her shoulder, tears welled. “Bailey, until now you still think I will let them demean you? I can fight for you, only if you give me some chance. The problem is you, you always runaway, cut me off in your life. I love you, Bailey.” Brixel rises from his seat and ushered to hers, sat beside her and gave her a very tight embrace. Bailey cried, hugging him back.

Crossing the hall, Liviana locks herself in the bathroom, dropping her suitcase to the floor and sighing as she joins it, her back resting against the wall as she sits on the cold ground, uncaring about getting her dress dirty. She sits there for a moment, unsure on why she was so hurt by Blaze’s actions. She barely knew the man, but she knew his reputation. Livi knew that this would happen. So then why did it feel like such a big betrayal? They weren’t really married; it was just a front for business, and the vows weren’t a clause in the deal. Till death do us part was nothing more than alternative wording for a lifelong partnership between the Castelli’s and the Santora’s. In sickness and

It's obvious she has not change,she is still the deceitful Vida who is after pity. VIDA I got to the washroom and cried my eyes out after I remembered what happened .How Kingston hurt me ,how Caleb tried to force his self on me.Everything that happened killed my high self esteem. I wiped my tears ,I undressed myself and bent beside the jacuzzi in the washroom.Kingston's room is wonderful.I love everything about the house.I mixed a soapy bath and added the shower bath I saw to my bath .I got into it and stayed inside for a while.

Fuck it! "How are you? After you left the mansion… everything went back to normal, eh. Sorry if I’m talking too much now. I just really missed you," he approached us, causing Hestia to turn to her who was still busy eating ice cream. “Lala?” she asked innocently as she looked up at Mrs. Juliet. Then, Mrs. Juliet smiled at her. “Uh, y-yes, baby. She’s… Lola Juliet.” I can’t talk to explain more!

Luciana apologized before following at them. As they reached in their room where her twelve Bodyguards are resting, Celestina started to throw everything she saw in the wall. "Ahh! Damn you! Damn you!" She burst out and throwed the vase. "What happened? Why did you come back here?" Bogart asked watching Celestina bursting out. "She found out Basil was already married and they even had a child," Luciana answered, "He never has a plan to marry her. Basil just used kyria mou. (my lady.)"

Breathing hard, Belle turned around. Bastian's face was covered with dark purple bruises, and a long cut stretched across his temple. His sharp eyes burned with longing. And Belle had missed the light in those eyes more than anything. "Bastian..." Belle gasped. Her hands trembled uncontrollably. Her legs suddenly felt too weak to hold her up. "Hey, beautiful," Bastian whispered, forcing a faint smile onto his split lips. Tears instantly spilled down Belle's cheeks. Without thinking, she threw herself into his broad chest. She wrapped both arms tightly around Bastian's neck.

Bastien The next day arrives with the heavy burden of betrayal clinging to the air. I awake to the cold realization that everything has changed. Anya, once someone who I came to love, now stands exposed as a pawn in a game I never wanted to play. As I step into my office, the residue of last night’s anger still lingering, Anya approaches me tentatively. Her eyes, once brimming with affection, now hold a desperate plea for understanding. “Bastien, please,” she implores, her voice cracking with emotion. “I never wanted to hurt you, I… didn’t think this through, I never expected to fall in love with you.”

He kissed the top of her head repeatedly, inhaling her strong perfume, as though begging forgiveness from the wrong god for sins he hadn’t fully acknowledged. “Forgive me, Vivian. I swear, Casandra means nothing to me anymore. She’s just a past I’m settling. My focus now is only you—our happiness and our future,” Bastian whispered, full of promises. He cupped Vivian’s face in his hands, wiping away her fake tears with trembling thumbs. “I’ll do anything for you. Anything.”

Camila stood on the balcony staring out into the cloudless sky, they were going home and there wasn’t any part of her that wanted to leave and go back home. She wanted to live her life swimming with the dolphins and climbing mountains but Roman had work, he had to get back to. Her suggestion that they relocated didn’t really get any approval so there she was staring with a sour face hoping that Roman would change his mind. She heard his footsteps coming towards her and his perfume filled her nose as he leaned against the railing staring into the sky too.

"But you won't. Because you love Marcus. Which makes this whole situation a special kind of torture." Bella stood abruptly. "I can't do this." "I know. That's why I'm telling you now, while nothing's happened yet. Before we cross a line we can't come back from." Liam stood too. "I'm giving you fair warning, Bella. I'm not as strong as Ethan or as controlled as Devon. If you keep looking at me the way you're looking at me right now, I'm going to kiss you." Her breath caught. "I'm not looking at you any way."