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for Christopher had been exposed. Her so-called "diary of unrequited love" had backfired spectacularly. The entire Internet turned on her. "She knew he was engaged and still went after him? This is infuriating!" "I didn't know it was possible to romanticize being a homewrecker this much." "Confessing to an engaged man and trying to 'gift' him with your first time? What is wrong with this woman?" "If I were the bride, I would've beaten her up too."

The young woman sitting by me stopped her game and watched me rant in astonishment. When I ran out of angry words, she clapped her hands in succession, and it echoed in the silence. "Well said, Princess, but I think someone lied to you, just like they lied to some of them over there," she said, pointing to a point in the room's corner. "Over there in the blue dress is Princess Kit of the Blue Brook Pack. She was given away as an alliance gift to the Lycan King and found herself as a slave here the very next day. Following her is Princess Yvette from the distant pack region of the werecats. She was told that she was to be matched with the Lycan Prince. She has not gotten over the deceit that

“Probably because they’re mostly written by women who’ve experienced rejection in real life, and they write their dreams of becoming powerful.” “But then they almost always take the bastard who rejected them back,” I countered. “That’s the mate bond. It’s how it works. Besides, I’m not reading a werewolf novel at the moment.” Nate and Kam had come in by then. “So, what kind of novel are you reading?” Nate asked. “It’s a forbidden love story,” she answered. I glanced at Kam, and we smirked. “So, is she underage, or are they related?” he asked.

I took a screenshot of that moment from that beloved on my mobile. My enemy is sleeping with the last love of my life. I still remember when I first saw Ahana, my enemy, at that time I felt something for her but after knowing her truth I hated her. Well, I also remember that moment when I took Aarzoo in my arms for the first time, the Last love of my life.

Was my heart really ready to know about her? "Celine Castillo...CC...was my first love. I was only five years old when I met her but I knew, even then, that she was the most beautiful girl that I have ever laid eyes on. We went to the same schools and attended the same parties so we saw each other all the time. I got to know her better because of that and I found myself slowly falling for Celine. I mean, who wouldn't? She was a beautiful person both inside and out after all, so it wasn't surprising for her to have a lot of admirers and suitors even at a young age. I courted her for almost seven years and had to be in constant competition with her other suitors for the most part, but I eventu

"They stay in Uganda and would come whenever I want.They have given me the responsibility to find a suitable daughter-in-law for them " "Gentleman,inform your parents you are getting engaged next week and married next year." "Thank you so much uncle."He felt like dancing .He shook hands with Uncle Tom and he retaliated by hugging him. "Come for dinner tonight and stay with us till you want "Vivian understood that the Romeo Juliet type of stories had become outdated or were over -exaggerated . "Sex is a physical need and there is nothing offensive if you are loyal to each other.Just as we are hungry and need food at a stage we need to satisfy our hormonal urge.It is god-gifted and the basis o

In her eyes, the boys at school seemed immature and inexperienced compared to the enigmatic Reid. The crush she harboured had cast a shadow over her romantic prospects, making it difficult for her to envision herself with someone her age. His image had become synonymous with her ideals of a partner. For Bella, the world of teenage romance paled in comparison to the allure of the older, more sophisticated man who had captured her heart. She couldn't fathom herself dating someone her age when her heart was so firmly set on Reid. This unrequited crush had become a significant barrier to forming connections with her peers, leaving her feeling somewhat isolated in matters of the heart.

I couldn't help myself. -"I.....I..... don't know what...to say....please father don't cry...I cannot see you like this" -"We....we lost them all........"I said amid tears. -"Father I really don't care as long as we love each other. I have you and you have me. Right?" -"But honey.... how are you supposed to get married without dowry?" -"You know father I have something to tell you too....I am in love with a man. A noble man. And he loves me too. I am sure that the lack of dowry won't be a problem to him"

The flood of thoughts about what Blake had said rushed through my mind uncontrollably. During our four years at university, I never knew about his true identity. His style was always understated, so when we started dating, I never questioned anything. Since my father's business was thriving, my life was filled with the best things that ordinary people could afford. When we began dating, Blake shared his painful childhood with me—how he had been unloved and neglected. My heart broke for him, and I wanted to give him all the love he had never received. I spent every penny of my pocket money on him, hoping to earn his affection. Every gift he gave me, I made sure to repay tenfold.

He felt like he was slowly losing his insanity, somehow this young girl had managed to change all his emotions and it was funny because he didn't mind it at all. She frowned as a tear rolled down her cheek had she really just done that? What would her parents think if they knew? She'd be buried six feet under the ground she was sure of it. "No, I'm sorry." She apologized wiping the tear away. She could be so pathetic sometime. "I-I'm just not ready yet." She was being honest, even though she really wanted him, she just wasn't ready. How could she be? When everything between her and him was wrong. But it felt so right.