Dear My Rude Darling With Multiple Personalities Novels & Stories

“Please…” “Please, what?” His voice was low, dangerous, patient. He wanted me to say it. To beg. I glared at him, breathing hard, fingers clutching at the leather beside me as another wave threatened to drown me. “You’re cruel.” Dominic chuckled, deep and satisfied, and the sound only twisted the knife further. He reached for his glass, taking a casual sip of champagne as if he wasn’t actively dismantling me. Then, without looking, his thumb hit the screen again. The vibrator kicked up to full strength, hard and unrelenting.

“Adele, he’s just a child. You don’t need to—” “Don’t speak to me!” she snapped“It’s bad enough you’re parading around here like you have any place among us. But to bring along your little animal friend and let him insult me? You’ve become a disgrace, Elise.” My hands clenched into fists. I felt the heat of anger rushing to my face. But before I could say anything, Rudy spoke up again “You’re the ugly one. Inside and out.” Adele’s eyes widened and her face flushed a deep red.

‘Subject # 12 – Shaun East – Possible multi-personality > likely – possible bipolar > likely – possible Hypersexual Disorder> very likely – possible borderline personality disorder > likely.’ ‘Why are you reading that! Give me that!’ I got startled when I got shouted at by the always soft Rose. She was like a different person when she got angry. ‘I am really sorry Rose. I did not mean to. I only saw the first page, nothing else. Here you go!’, I apologetically said while handing her the notebook.

he says and I looked at him confused. "What?! Dante this is Isabella. You two loved each other. You adored her" I tell him. It is his drunk mind talking. "I can't love anyone. I am a sociopath,I am mentally ill,I have ASPD. I was diagnosed with this as child. I hate people, people make me sick, that is how I programmed to be. I am not a good person,I don't deserve love" he says taking another swing of the whiskey. "Okay that is enough " I tell him and take it from his hand.

'I can't believe there is a system more annoying than you.

He had spoken promises I never thought anyone would make to me, and then he followed them up with actions that shook me to my core. And then there were his words. Three simple words. Spoken in that velvety Italian accent, rich and thick with emotion. I love you. How was it possible that a man like Dante Gallo—dangerous, powerful, ruthless—could love me? I was his opposite in so many ways. I wasn’t tough. I wasn’t bold or mysterious. I couldn’t protect anyone. I could barely protect myself.

There was a thrill in his eyes as he spoke that made her submit into full concentration, "Her nerdy personality is the base and the most prominent, while the other just switches from time to time. So she falls in love with this guy, yeah and he's good for her, very. Do you know the worst thing? Her other personality. It has a god complex and hates the guy she originally likes because he is good and innocent. This guy is good, near perfect but when she splits, her despise for him grows into something beyond control. So...I'm playing the role of the guy who watches the lady he loves split into a monster right before his eyes but keeps trying to make the other personality fall in love with him.

I said, looking away. "I'm sorry." He apologized, removing hair from my face. "You had dust on your eyebrows. I only wanted to get it out of your face." He explained. Why should you care? I thought, inwardly. He was a difficult man to figure out. One minute he's cold and indifferent like someone who had no care whatsoever for the world he lived in selfishly, another second he suddenly cares and smiles more at the woman he just disciplined. What was his deal? How could he switch personalities like a man with DID?

Everyone held their breath, watching him walk to the center of the lawn. He lifted the microphone, and his steady voice boomed. “I, Conrad Parker, am the true heir of the Boyds. Charlie Boyd and his mother are nothing but a malicious lover and an illegitimate child.” The revelation stunned the guests. “You’ve completely lost your mind!” Charlie shrieked. “You lie in front of hundreds of people! “Don’t bother trying to make a run for it. The mental hospital will take you immediately. You’ll stay there for life!” Conrad only flicked him a sidelong glance and ignored him.

A U T H O R N O T E I wanted to address the few comments I've received from people frustrated with me only posting a chapter at a time. When Rude Awakenings was signed three months ago, I had just given birth to my third child. I vastly underestimated how popular it would be, and thought I would have a lot more time to write a sequel. Seeing the overwhelming response for Book Two, I made the decision to post my chapters as I write them. Believe me when I say I completely understand how frustrating it is to wait for a chapter, especially when you are so engrossed in a story, but I wanted you all to know that every piece of spare time I have, is spent writing this book. I'm trying my hardest