Emma Lovewell Fiance Novels & Stories

" A sharp pain struck my chest, and my breathing grew tight. Elara’s words were like a dull knife, carving into my heart again and again. She knew exactly how to hurt me the most, which was why she could defeat me so easily. I drew in a slow breath and tried to steady myself. "You’re right. A jinx like me doesn’t deserve you. We’re done. The wedding is canceled." After saying that, I hung up. A notification from Elara’s social media popped up on my phone. She was completely naked, draped over Drew, the flush on her face not yet faded. She had written: "No matter how much time passes, you will always be the one I couldn’t have. I finally gave myself to you. From now on, I’m yours."

I didn’t reach for it yet. yet. Then I heard my name. “...and in breaking news this morning, Damian Vale, former executive of the Vale Empire has once again made headlines…” My heart stopped. I turned toward the sound, body stiffening as the anchor continued. "...a picture came out this morning showing him in a romantic embrace with Eliot Bennett, who was supposed to be the communications liaison for the Vale internal investigation...and of course his fiancee's brother." No. No, no, no— I stood up and walked to the window. The TV screen in the neighbor’s apartment glowed clearly through the blinds. And there it was.

Her tears could not stop. When she had tidied everything up, she then looked for something in her wallet, she had to use Allan's card, she was going back to New Zealand. This is not the place, Eve looked around the villa she was staying in with a sad look. The honeymoon that she had dreamed of had all fallen apart now, and that was since the arrival of Jessica. But Eve is grateful, Jessica made her see everything, that there is still Allan's love for Jessica, his former fiancée.

She smiled sweetly as he came up beside her. “Hey,” he kissed her cheek. She ran her hand up his arm and then extended it in my direction. “Elowen was about to leave. I wanted to introduce you both,” she said. I kept my eyes on her but as soon as I felt his on me, I looked at him. It was hard to hide the immense negativity I felt towards him. “This is Elowen, Arden's long lost sister, and an old friend,” Melrose introduced. “Elowen, this is my fiance, Mael Virelis. You must have heard of him.”

Nothing else mattered. "Good." He whispered back. "Because that's exactly what I want." "I love you Matthan." I hesitantly told him. "I love you too, Eloise." He kissed me on the top of my head and tucked away my stray hair. I felt calm and content as his lips touched my forehead. I closed my eyes and fell asleep listening to the sound of his heartbeat and his slow breathing. It didn't matter if we were naked in the middle of nowhere and if he didn't use a condom. Eloise Carter was living and looking forward to a future. One without pain and suffering. Just bliss and the chaos of it all. I wouldn't trade this moment for anything. It was perfect and perfection was just what I needed. THE END

he asked, still in shock. Vienna chuckled. “Yes, I know but what I am saying is the truth Elijah. It is the truth. You were right about Richard. He is the perfect puppet. He can be very helpful in this war of love. Richard told me when we were having a conversation and suddenly it slipped off his tongue. He told me how Helena came to Evan and they had a contract in between them. This love, this relationship, this engagement, this is all nothing but fake.” “But the news of their engagement was all over the media. How could it be fake?” Elijah asked, still alarmed.

The marriage that gave me a strange husband also gave me a loving mom in the name of my mother-in-law. While we were talking, Evelyn brought up the topic of the previous night and asked whether anything occurred between us. I shook my head in embarrassment, and Evelyn sighed. “Ryan needs some time, and he’ll be good to you soon. Just give him some time. “ I said nothing, as I knew nothing. “Ryan’s fiancee ran with her lover on the wedding day. I don’t know if he told you this, but you should know everything.” She gasped and then continued.

It did not matter whether or not he saw the documents or how much he saw. He was already back in Aryadelle and about to marry Chelsea. He did not care at all what Avery was doing or thinking. Why should she go through the pain of thinking about him? Avery flipped through the documents once, then put them down in frustration. Then, she turned to her laptop and searched Elliot's name online. News about Elliot very quickly appeared before her eyes. The keywords on the headlines showed up in bold, red font. [775 million-dollar marriage.] [Disfigured but not left behind.] [True love conquers all!] Avery violently slammed her laptop shut!

T‍hat should not have comforted her. Yet somehow it did.⁠ Liam exit‍ed the car first. ‌The second‌ reporters noti‍ced him,‌ the noise ex‍ploded. “Mr. Bla‍ck‍well!” “Is th‌e marriage re‌al?”⁠ “How long have you b‌een together?” “M⁠rs. Blackwell, over here!” ‍Mrs. Black‍well. The title hit Ava strangely. ⁠Not‍ excit‍ing.

"Damn, Ellie. I love you so much. Have I said that today?" "A hundred times already since we woke up." I rested my clasped hands on his nape. "And to answer that… I love you more." "Never fails to make my heart flutter," he said before dipping his head and claiming my lips so sweetly. I met Valerian when I was lost. He was like a bridge to a better future—the survival of a business, the hope of a stronger relationship between partners. Wedded once. Wedded twice. Bedded more than twice. I could never get enough.