Can't Help Falling In Love By Haley Reinhart นิยาย & เรื่องราว

He just held his hands out, palms open, like surrender. “I didn’t want it to happen like this. I swear to you, Emily, I never wanted to hurt you.” “But you did!” she cried, and her chest consumed with her pain. A few students nearby slowed, staring, but Emily didn’t care. Her world was already in pieces. “You hurt me in ways I didn’t even know were possible.” Ryan lowered his head. He wanted to tell her everything, that he had been fighting himself for months, that being with Lucas had started with confusion, then turned into something he couldn’t control. That he hadn’t stopped loving her, not fully. But what good would it do now?

“What’s that?” Chelsea handed her the note and itinerary, unable to find the words. Reese read it quickly, her eyes widening. “Wow. This guy isn’t just rich—he’s thoughtful.” Chelsea nodded, her emotions swirling. “I don’t know what to do with all of this. It’s... a lot.” Reese smirked. “You could start by admitting you’re falling for him.” Chelsea didn’t respond, but the faint smile on her lips said it all.

Haley smiled. She was wearing a fuzzy, white, sweatshirt over black leggings with a small pink purse with gold and white highlights hanging from her neck diagonally on her hip. Her flowy, brown hair had been straightened and pulled behind her ear, letting her petite nose and chin shine. Her green eyes gleamed with mischief as she saw Selena holding onto Samson. Sneakily, she elbowed her. “What happened to never falling in love with the hot alpha?” Haley teased. “I’m not in love with him!!!” Selena roared.

Then you could just ask for the things you would've needed to spend a few months' salary to buy. I didn't respond, and the atmosphere grew awkward. My other aunt, Karen Hall, quickly stepped in to smooth things over. "I think Monica and Tabitha are both great. One is married well, and the other has a good job. The only one struggling is my son. He's almost 30, but his job is average, and he still doesn't have a girlfriend…" Aunt Lorelei took the bait and immediately switched her attention to setting my cousin up. I looked at Monica, who was sitting beside us. She still hadn't said a word, and her expression hadn't changed at all.

“No, I don’t think so. She could have gotten help anywhere. It was just an added bonus of being with me I guess.” “So what happened?” “I fell in love with her,” I said, dropping her gaze. “I thought it was mutual. We spent all our time together. So much so that my own grades started dropping. I would have done anything for her—she was all I thought about. I was sure we’d get married, live happily ever after like my parents . . .” I trailed off, realizing how much of myself I’d just exposed. But when I lifted my eyes to Hannah’s ready for the judgment there, ready to feel the humiliation sift back through my guts, it didn’t come. Hannah’s face was soft, sympathetic, as if she was hurt for me,

She’s someone I could fall in love with. And I think I already have.

Chapter 1: The Encounter The glitzy ballroom was packed with Hollywood’s elite. Olivia Hart could feel the weight of a thousand eyes, even if none were directly on her. She leaned against the marble railing of the outdoor terrace, letting the cool breeze soothe her nerves. Inside, the sounds of laughter, clinking glasses, and upbeat music created a world that felt light years away from the one she’d grown up in. “I swear, if one more person tells me I’m the next big thing, I might lose it,” Olivia mumbled, glancing at her phone. Lily, her assistant and younger sister, had sent a text that read: "Don't freak out. Just breathe. You’re already amazing".

she murmured, her hot tears falling against his dark hair. Against the soft fabric of her gown, Adrian let out a low, ragged breath that sounded like a prayer. He held her with a terrifyingly fierce, protective desperation, as if he were trying to weave his own physical strength into her very skin to shield the tiny, fragile life blooming inside her. When he finally lifted his face, Lydia’s heart completely melted. The most feared man in Manhattan had tears streaming down his rugged cheeks, his dark eyes burning with an absolute, unconditional love that shook her to her very core.

knowing what is happening love actually is a unique real thing but sometimes has great up an d down, know the fact that Elijah has a lost of past and secret hidden but knowing gebe has it's own past as well, The rain always found them, They sat in the same corner, never speaking of the lives they hid. A ring on one hand. A photograph in the other’s wallet. Eyes lingering too long. No promises, no touch only an ache carried home. The rain stayed. And so did they.

I hinted at something and quickly flew into a tree; I heard someone's voice and then flew away before hearing "what is that thing!? Is it dead!" -must have been a blond cheerleader- (No offense of course!!!) I snicker to myself and land near a lake, washing off the blood before going back to Sean. I peak in and he had fallen back asleep, and I sighed saying "man this kid won't ever wake up when it comes to sleep" I peak in and he had fallen back asleep, and I sighed saying "man this kid won't ever wake up when it comes to sleep I sat down and sighed looking at the ground, "what am I going to do, I can't go to anyone cause I'm now on the flipping news..." I thought about Damien then shook my