Everything She Ever Wanted True Story Novels & Stories

She spoke too quickly, smiled too widely, tried to correct every rumor herself. But each explanation she offered only produced two new stories. I watched her from a respectful distance, Tamrine’s sling draped over my shoulder, his small breaths warm against my chest. She had planned to isolate me. Instead, she carved out her own isolation with every desperate attempt to control the narrative.

Her marriage had never been made public, and she had been labeled as someone who stole another woman’s man. Mom let out a small laugh along with a long sigh, as though it was truly nothing more than an old story now. “Yes, those were difficult times, and our journey together was indeed very long.” She let out another long breath. Looking at this incredible woman in front of me, who now looked so happy, I also felt a sense of pride. She truly was amazing. Our conversation flowed naturally. She told me more stories about her relationship with Uncle Dylan, and yes, it really was just like what I had read.

All she ever wanted was to get rid of Kaira so that she could become the princess and future queen of this household. And when she initially heard about the marriage, she was ecstatic, knowing all too well that Kaira wouldn't be able to stop and go against her father's wishes. And that idea of marriage was also supposed to be the ultimate solution to all her desires, but one thing about Kaira's statement made her mad as hell and deeply hurt.

Her eyes fell shut and she tilted her head forward slightly. Slowly, she pressed her lips to Harris’s, she couldn't deny it anymore. Immediately, she felt his lips press back eagerly. Their tongues met, dancing together and exploring each other’s mouths. A feeling Sarah had never known rushed through her, making her dizzy. For the first time, Sarah felt alive and happy.

Where her smile is the brightest. She has changed. Just by staring at the unmoving version of her, I could tell that she is not the same person from five years ago. I want to know what happened to her within those five years. I want to ask Valentino who she is in his life. “Where is Val—” “Beautiful, isn’t she?” I did not move my gaze at the person who cut me off. “Is she your new girl?” I impatiently inquired, this time staring at him seriously.

Not for her. "No. I won't." "That's what you all say. You say that you'll love me unconditionally up until we're alone. Then you turn into your true selves. Not saying that everyone's like that but the men I've been with. One in particular." "Bowman," she turned around, her eyes meeting mine. "You ran from him. You ran because he hurt you," she squatted down and sat down on the floor, covering her face with her hands. I walked over and squatted down right in front of her. "Baby, I'm not like him. Sure to people that deserve it. Not to you. You're Aella. The girl I've wanted for years. You're mine. You always were. But fate didn't bring us back together up until now," she took my right hand i

No matter how hard she tried to convince herself, this is it. This is her reality. Xavier is her reality. He is her life and destiny. Now she sees that. There's no escape, there's no running. This toxic life is her's now. She never wanted to get married but still, she never imagined life with another person could be so brutal. What happened to that fairytale wedding? That happily ever after? This is her happily ever after. She can never run from him. She is trapped here. All hope left Jade's spirit that night.

She was messing with her head, she was confused about what to do. “Why did you do it?” “Everything I did was because I love him.” “You know I will believe everything you say, but not that, so why the hell did you do it?” “I so much wanted to be his wife, to be the mother of his children.” “Or the mother to Davies Empire.” She cut her off. “Anything but that, desire drove me into that, I wanted to be in his life to spend my life with him, but everything came crashing down when..” She broke into a silent tear. The rapt knock on her interrupted her.

"Miss Christabel, you are under arrest for making a false report, creating a public nuisance, and providing malicious false information to law enforcement." "No! Wait!" I cried, backing away as the cold steel snapped around my wrists. "I heard them on the phone! They said the package was inside! They're hiding it!" Fiona walked off the backdrop, looking down at me with a mixture of absolute disgust and profound pity. "I didn't think you would go this far, Christa," she said, her voice shaking with theatrical disappointment as she looked at the police officers. "She’s been slandering my opportunities all week. I didn't know she would literally call a fake SWAT raid just to discourage my dream

The whiskey was turning into the only way to quell the everpresent irritation that had been lingering in my gut since my wife had left me. I scoff a little when I think about how quickly Everly had given our lives up together. I mean, all those years of making it clear the only thing she cared about was moving up in the world, and she runs the second things get rocky? She gave up everything, her home and pack, all the nice things we’d worked so hard to obtain. For the longest time, she only seemed to care about herself and her power. I wasn’t even sure she really cared about me, until I brought May home.