Fell For You Dramatics Novels & Stories

she said beaming with smile. "Candice if you like him, go for him. Don't bother to drag me with your fantasies over him!" I said as I started losing my temper. She's been constantly convincing me to try out this guy and I always answered no! Men are pain in my butt! Stupid Candice! "Your so bad! Dylan is such a nice guy. He even gifted you a limited edition of Valentino bag but you? You declined it and return it to him! But the guy is so persistent, you should feel lucky!" She said eyeing me

Fallon I love bad ideas. Generally speaking, they tend to work out for me after a bit of trial and error. Take Zayn, for example. Did he specifically tell me not to go to KiloKilo? Yes. Did I go? Yep. Was it horrific? For a minute. Did I eventually convince him to fall in love with me? I would say so… which I hope is enough for him to eventually forgive me for this. “Don’t look down,” Stella shouts over the roar of the wind.

"Felix Davenport. You are under arrest for extortion and commercial defamation. Come with us." The ballroom doors opened again. Officers walked in, unhurried. Cuffs clicked around Felix's wrists. The sound carried. Felix finally broke. His knees went out from under him. He fell to the floor. "Iris — Iris, I'm sorry!" Snot and tears streaked his face. He crawled toward me without dignity. "It was Naomi — she tricked me, she put me up to it!"

“You’re right. Neah was my wife, Cassandra. I courted her, I loved her, and I married her. I promised her that once I achieved my dreams, I would make it up to her. She was with me when I was just starting to dream of achieving something in life. She supported me and never left my side until I slowly started reaching my dreams. But I failed her. We didn’t just lose our first child, I lost her too. It was all my fault. Three years ago, when I had a business trip to Las Vegas and you asked me to extend my stay there, that was when I lost my wife, Cassandra. When our unborn child died, I prioritized your company. When Neah’s parents died, I wasn’t by her side because I was in Las Vegas. I could

I said. Her smile faltered. Just for a moment. And I swore I saw tears in her eyes. And that was enough. Then she did the most dramatic thing I had ever seen. She gasped and stumbled backwards like I had shoved her with full force. She fell into the sand with a loud cry. Edrick shot up from his seat. He ran to her. “Lila. Are you alright?” She held her ankle like it was broken. “She. Pushed. Me.”

Please take me to heaven and make my death as painless as possible. As I tumbled from the railing, I felt a surge of panic. My mind was blank, and I couldn't think of anything that could save me from this drop. I closed my eyes and embraced myself, helpless, waiting for my body to crash on the unyielding marble floor, but it never happened. Perhaps I'm already dead. ‘Stop being dramatic! It's only a twelve-foot fall; you'll most likely break a few bones but not die, bitch.’ My subconscious butted in.

excited. What is wrong with me? Am I broken? The only thing my head was yelling at me to do now was run. I let out a cry and turned to flee. I got halfway and then collided with a hard surface. I fell. Hard. I started to tremble so hard, I thought I was having a seizure. That was a body. Someone was there, I could bet my life on it. "Are you scared, my love?" A deep voice said from the dark and I raised a shaky hand to my mouth.

I snapped, grabbing Cin and towing her along behind me. And Hyacinth tripped over. She knocked Caleb forward – and he knocked into me. What the hell was going on? Why was my dad’s funeral becoming an episode of the fucking Chuckle Brothers? It was more than I could bear. I stumbled upright and shoved Alpha Caleb away. Only to realise that more and more of the seats in The Endpoint had filled, and half the damn pack was watching us with eagle eyes. “I’m sorry,” I said, too loudly, my throat thick with unshed tears, “I fell.”

Only narrow-minded people would feel ashamed of having lesser money than others. “Do you really think you did a good job at hiding your real intentions? Do you really think that no one can see how badly you want to latch on to someone?” Layla sneered. Her deep gaze bored into their eyes making them flustered. Their face turned red from anger and shame. “Do you really think that people will clap happily for you when you jump like a clown in front of them?” Layla’s words were clearly telling them what a big joke they were in her eyes. They clenched their fists as they were trembling from the humiliation they have received today.

I smile as I gaze at my ring, holding my hand up so it catches the light. "You like it?" I shake my head. "I love it. It's perfect." "Thank you for saying yes." "There was never any other answer for me. I started falling for you the night you fed me dessert." "So that's all it took, huh? Buttering you up with sweets?" "Pssh. Obviously. That and your sexy body." "I see. If I let myself go from all the desserts then you'll leave me?" "Of course." "Guess I'll just have to keep reminding you why you fell for me in the first place, then."