Fool As Feelings Novels & Stories

Neither was I. Julia had always been like that. After scolding me, she always seemed to be trying to be strong. However, I could see the bitter disappointment on her face. I felt guilty. However, I was speechless nor even to throw the seduction joke I used to throw at her. As if, a song 'Lovefool' by The Cardigans accurately described the situation Aisha, Julia, and I right now. 'Love me love me. Say that you love me. Fool me fool me. Go on and fool me ... '

Because once when I'm alone this is me. The foolish, Stupid Broken Adassah. Who does nothing about her broken heart but to cry in pain again and again.

The following week, I didn't just feel like a ghost; I felt like a fool. A pathetic, used-up fool. I replayed his words, his actions, dissecting every moment in that sterile, perfect condo. The raw need, the desperate confessions, the way he'd claimed my body as his own, only to discard me like a dirty secret the moment the tide of passion receded.

I simultaneously become the kept man of three powerful, high-ranking women. The first is the aloof Grand Tutor, Misty Standish. Her heart belongs solely to her childhood sweetheart, the son of the chancellor's legal wife. The second is the rakish Marchioness, Sienna Fairfax. She flutters her fan and chuckles. "We both get what we want. There's no need to complicate business with feelings." The third is the all-powerful Princess Royal, Christina Livingstone. "Know your place. My consort will only ever be a nobleman," she coldly warns me. Everything changes when I save up enough money and return to my hometown to marry my childhood sweetheart and fiancee, Claire Mortimer. Ms. Standish l

She's looking down at her fingers that are nervously clutching unto each other. "How are you feeling?" She's still not looking at me as she asks in a tiny voice when she finally has the courage to speak. "I'm so sorry! It wasn't me that caused you pain. I swear that I don't know what happened. I don't know how it happened, Alpha, please believe me! I wouldn't dare hurt you and..." "I believe you have something to tell me?" I cut her off mid-sentence. She's sobbing as she explains but I'm not moved by her tears. What is that saying?... Fool me once, shame on you. Fool me twice then shame on me.

"Don't be a p*ssy, Judge." Amara smirked and continued placing small kisses on Muller's legs, his protruding belly, and his too hairy chest. For him, Amara was working on getting him excited. But the truth is, Amara is playing him, so he wouldn't notice that his lower body is starting to feel numb. "How do you feel, Judge?" Amara asked in a sexy manner. "What-" Muller tried to respond, but his jaw was already locked. His eyes widened when he realized that he's been fooled. That something is about to happen to him. The only part of his body that he can move is his eyes.

I insulted and left. "Hey, female feeler! I have abs! You are flat-chested! Pwe! It hurts but nothing---."I approached annoyed. I took his two hands and placed them on my two chests and made him feel what the truth was. I let go of his hand and fell back to him. "Is that you saying flat-chested? You idiot, you see I'm fat and then you tell me flat-chested? What?" I said angrily again. He smiled. "No, I just thought so. But there is a defense. But the tenderness ha, can I do it again?" I broke his lower part so he screamed in pain. 'Of course, it's just acting.'

I answered sparingly and I was about to leave when he suddenly pulled me. “Lou you are not like that. Tell me if you have a problem with me. Tell me if you are angry. Let's talk about it” He said. “Lou? Please talk to me ---” Adem did not finish what he was going to say. "Yes, I have a problem with you. I have a problem with how I feel. The problem is, I can’t take it anymore. I have fallen too much for you. Fuck, you made me fall in love with you. I, on the other hand, am a fool, I fall for your gestures and then I will know that you are dating someone. This feeling is absurd.” I answered him tearfully so he was surprised.

You should be thanking me. An intense roaring filled my head as the cold and hard truth hit me. It was as if my world was crumbling right before my eyes. I snapped entirely. "You enjoyed playing the role of someone with speech impairment, huh?" I picked up the mop and swung it at Felicia and Aaron. "You sure are generous, Mr. Schumer. You don't seem to mind tangling with an heiress who happens to be an ordinary bottom-feeder's sloppy seconds!" Just as the mop was inches away from Aaron, Felicia shielded him. I couldn't draw the mop back in time, and all I heard was a muffled thud as the mop struck her squarely on the arm.

I remembered how he used to talk to me in a gentle way and I would blush like a fool. He was fucking good at that and yes!just like a fool I fell for it each time he did it.I would giggled and feel like I was floating in the sky.I used to feel like the world was ours and it was just the two of us. You can call me a fool, naive and all sorts of names because indeed I was.I was blind,Too blind to see the truth. The thought of it made me feel so disgusted with myself. How did I turn out to be a fool for him?