Dare To Love Novels & Stories

That part of me wanted more than anything for the last man to survive and make it back to Brookside only then would his condition sound the unspoken warning that Darren's community wasn't a tourist attraction site. Then again Jace wasn't dumb enough to not know they were dead when all three of them didn't return after a few days of being gone. "You still love him don't you?" I looked up at Darren after a few minutes of no reply or reaction from me. "I don't want anything to happen to him," I whispered, my eyes became glossy with fresh tears as I stared pleadingly at him, my hands clasped together under my chin. "I don't want you to hurt him, please." I choked out as a single tear fell from m

“Amara, love isn’t meant to be safe. It’s meant to challenge you, to make you face yourself. I don’t want to take anything from you, but I need you to choose… not just for me, but for yourself. You can’t live in the space between, pretending one life fits when it doesn’t. I’m not asking you to rush, but I’m asking you to be honest with me and with yourself.” Her chest heaved, the words piercing through the fog of doubt she had wrapped around herself. She wanted to tell him everything, to lay bare the fears and pressures that had held her captive. She wanted to shout her love into the night, to let the intensity of her feelings break free from the confines of her fear. “I… I want to,” she sai

She hesitated before showing me the screen. “Yes, I was crying. I thought I could never be loved. I am a horrible person. I have done so much shit, and ruined so many lives. Why would you bother saving me?” Did she truly think that? That she was unlovable? Fuck, she was immaculate. "Sienna, I don't give a fuck. You don't know half of the shit I have done either. I love you." I looked at her, assessing her. She remained still but I saw her smile faintly.

She adjusted herself and arched forward on the chair, staring uncomfortably at Elena as she said "Let's begin", "So Lorraine, you won the game night, so we'll start with you. Truth or dare", Elena asked "Truth", "Is your boyfriend secretly rich?" Elena went right off the bat. Immediately Lorraine became greatly uncomfortable and tried to change her pick, "Dare. I meant to say "Dare," she quickly defended

Dede left the place descending the staircase into the ground floor. "What are you two up to?" the gentleman asked. "Nothing," Jolie and Christina responded in unison. "Were you checking the curvy girl out, just now?" Eva asked the gentleman in a whisper but before he could answer Jolie's voice was heard "My turn," Jolie said almost screaming. "Mr Adams, truth or dare?" she said with a mischievous smile. Bryson raised his head and looked at Jolie smiling excitedly. "Dare," Bryson said.

Life has never promised us enough time, but I want you to know that loving you was one of the greatest gifts of my life. Aria pressed the letter against her chest, closing her eyes as she finally understood that her father had truly loved her. She continued reading. Be brave, Aria. Not because you will never be afraid, but because fear should never decide your future. Love deeply. Forgive when you can. And never believe that you have to face the world alone. A tear slipped down her cheek.

Dangerous work and all. "That's what I want to talk about tonight. About choosing ourselves. About refusing to be made small. About loving people who scare us. About being brave when being brave costs everything. "Because here's the truth: Love isn't safe. Life isn't safe. Speaking up isn't safe. Nothing worth doing is safe. Everything worth doing is scary. Everything worth having requires risk.

The company was preparing to host a major client from Qamaria. So, I pulled three straight all-nighters to put together a flawless reception plan. Unfortunately, I made a critical mistake in the middle of all that work. I completely forgot about the Qamarians' restrictions regarding the consumption of pork. By the time I realized my blunder, the menu featuring roast suckling pig had already been submitted to the catering department and could no longer be recalled. I slumped at my desk, my back drenched in cold sweat. If the client took offense, not only would the $300 million contract fall through, but I'd likely also be blacklisted by the entire industry. Just as I despaired and opened

Love was a vulnerability, a distraction, a liability on a balance sheet. He had been a fool. The love he shared with Joe had been the ultimate power play. In a world that traded in secrets and leverage, their love had become their most impregnable fortress. It was the strategic center that could not be taken, the core of their shared strength. It was the love that had given Joe the courage to be vulnerable, to choose an heir for his heart as much as for his mind. It was the love that had given Davidson the strength to tear down his own walls, to face the wreckage of his past and build something new and authentic from the ashes.

She wondered if any of them were still out there, living stories she hadn’t finished. Raegan pulled out her phone and opened her Notes app. The cursor blinked at her, patient and expectant. For a moment, she hesitated, fingers hovering. Then she typed: This is not love, not the kind I dreamed of. This is staying quiet to keep someone from leaving. This is setting myself on fire just to light the way for them. She stopped, heart racing. Her throat tightened. It wasn’t much. It wasn’t polished or gentle or safe. But it was hers.