Carly Phillips Dare To Love Series Novels & Stories

She looks terrible with dark circles under her eyes, her clothes wrinkled, and her usually perfect hair pulled into a messy ponytail. She stands when I enter. "April. Thank god. I didn't think they'd let me in." "Carmen almost didn't." I don't sit. I stand in the doorway, arms crossed. "What do you want, Jess?" "I need to explain. About that night. About the dare." She wrings her hands. "Please. Just let me explain." "You have five minutes." She swallows hard. "I was paid. To dare you to kiss him. To get you close to Tyler Raven."

I listened to the rhythmic beeping on the phone and felt my heart hollow out for the first time. I sat dumbly on the bed, my tears falling uncontrollably. I had no idea how much time had passed before Leslie called and said somberly, "Elena, I have results. You might want to sit down for this." My heart sank, and I gripped my phone so tightly that my fingers turned white. Leslie said, "Tracy has, indeed, undergone an abortion at a private hospital in Franston three years ago. The emergency contact listed on her surgery consent form was Alaric Lovell.

“What's your love language?” Natalie sipped her watermelon smoothie, swirling the straw around the red liquid. Isaac sat back on the cushioned chair, one of his elbows probed on the arm. He gave her a cute smile, one as warm as the morning sun that shone through the glass window. “Sex.” She giggled, drawing her knees closer to her chest. “How many ladies have you slept with?” He rolled his eyes up as he thought it over. “Four, you're the fifth.”

"Carly, is it true? Is it true that Darren has Hunter?" The only time I heard Kyle sound so torn and afraid was the first time we met and he was a shaky mess, he had grown stronger than the little fearful boy I met in the camp. A sob tore out of my throat as my eyes found the empty crib that sat on the other side of my room and memories of Darren picking him from his sleep flooded my head again. The way Liam whisked him away made fresh tears escape my already puffy eyes.

“That’s where the deal comes in. When the child is born, a DNA test will be done. If it’s yours, you marry her. If not… you walk. And you take forty percent of my empire as compensation for the trouble.” It was a devil’s deal. Fair. Ruthless. Tempting. Carlos wasn’t a man to bluff. He was dying, and this was his final play. A part of me—one I hated—wanted the child to not be mine. I couldn’t stomach the thought of raising a child with Saida. She was dangerous. Vindictive. Cruel. I knew what she was capable of. Once, she had the hands of their cook’s daughter chopped off for daring to flirt with me. That was before anything ever happened between us.

"Charles? Just give me one more chance, I promise not to do it again. Please Charles, I love you." I couldn't see him, he was so fast and before I knew it, I was gasping for air. I didn't know when he grabbed my neck. I was beginning to loose consciousness. Was this the end? Was this how I was going to die? "Listen to me, you whore. It would be better if you left me alone or else I would make your life miserable. You want me to give you another chance? There's no chance for someone who sleeps with the guy that I fucking hate. And do you know what I hate more?, you trying to act like everything is fine and you can just come into my life and say something so serious as 'love'. You know nothing

Perhaps just love at first sight. That evening, she took permission from her mum and went to the hill. From afar, she saw that he was already waiting for her. She hurried up to join him, "I am sorry I am late". "It's Ok", he replied. He was silent for a few minutes, possibly looking for some words to initiate a conversation. "You are beautiful!" He blurted out. "Thanks. A lot of people said that", she replied. He smiled, looked at her, "you are smart too". "How did you know?" She asked. "I just guessed". She looked deep into him and said, "You are a werewolf". He was shocked, "how did you even know that? Are you a witch?".

Who give rights to him to do this! "VARUN...WHY YOU DID THIS??..AFTER 6 MONTH WHAT WILL I DO??.. HOW AND WHERE I WILL GET ANOTHER JOB EVEN WITHOUT DEGREE ??.. DO KNOW HOW I GET THIS JOB AFTER FACING SO MUCH STRUGGLES ??.. I LOVED YOU TRULY FOR THAT I DID MANY MISTAKE.. I KNOW WHAT I DID IS WRONG..BUT I DID IT FOR MY LOVE..PLEASE FORGIVE ME...I WILL NOT BE A BURDEN IN YOUR LIFE ANYMORE..AFTER GETTING DIVORCE, I WILL GO FROM HERE..PLEASE DON'T BREAK ME ANYMORE..PLEASE"..I shouted furiously and cried .. *Mature Content Warning*

"you want a challenge, I'll fight you, you don't seem that strong" I started laughing, like in a way sycophants laugh. She thinks she can beat me? ME? I'm dying. Oh my God. I can't stop laughing. Hahahahaha. "what's your name" I asked getting all serious. "my names Chelsey" she said. "such a beautiful name, not so beautiful attitude, you want to fight me Chelsey?" "yeah I can knock you out in two minutes." "I can beat you to death in two minutes."

She blackmails me but how can I sleep peacefully knowing my love hasn't eaten anything for me. "Fine, I will eat Only If you eat with me" She hugged me tightly and kissed me on the cheeks before taking me towards the food. "So... Who is Phillips and how he knows me?" she asks taking a bite of her chicken, well I think, this is the right time to tell her. "Phillips is the most wanted criminal after my dad" She choked food in her throat. "Criminal okay continue," she said taking a sip of water.