Goodbye Scumbag, Hello True Love Novels & Stories

Face it when you’re ready, but don’t pretend it’s not true. “Get this part straight in your head, baby.” Scars was speaking in a low rasp now, his thumb slowly stroking the tender, vulnerable flesh, making goosebumps rise with every lazy back-and-forth. “I forgive you for being a stone-cold bitch, that’s no problem. I accept your apology, with an open heart and no reservations. But I don’t accept your lame-ass offer of friendship. I reject it, totally and fully, and I don’t care if that’s harsh. What I will do is wait for you to open your eyes, and admit to yourself that you need me as much as I need you. You’ve ruined me for all other women, baby… utterly ruined me. My God, Zoe… I’m yours f

"Sorry handsome" Smokey let me have control you made her jump when you growled at her. I didn't mean to scare her I just hate being called cute I'm not cute I'm fierce. I know that Smokey but she does not understand alphas are supposed to be fierce and you scared her. At that Smokey gave me back control and I shifted back to my human shape and I caught my love moving her eyes slowly down my body and rested her eyes on my rock hard dick.

"What's with this attitude? You're being so impatient with your wife when she went out of her way to bring you some warm milk late at night! How ungrateful!" "If I were his wife, I'd have thrown the milk in his face." I could tell that the audience's resentment toward me had increased. After watching the memory, Aiden frowned and pronounced his verdict. "No scumbag behavior has been displayed in this instance. Hanson Quill is not guilty." Viewer comments instantly started flooding in. "There must be some mistake. How is this not considered scumbag behavior? He's showing his wife such a terrible attitude. Is the judge blind?"

Wasn't he afraid that it would haunt him? 'If you don't come home, then don't bother coming back at all.' He sent another message. 'If you don't reply, we're getting a divorce.' After sending all these messages without a response, Henry grew more frustrated. Suddenly, a reply came. It read, 'Let's get divorced. I have left with someone else. Don't bother looking for me.' Of course, I didn't send that message. Sophie had secretly taken my phone, making sure Henry would fall for her game.

“Thank you, and I am so happy for you too. The necklace is really beautiful, thank you.” “I knew you would love it. So, Uhm, I guess it’s goodbye now?” “Yeah, but we can still be friends on F******k, right?” “Of course, anytime on F******k.” “To F******k.” ~End~ Author’s Note: Next Story “The Boyfriend"

Suddenly, Aster got so mad at himself that he slapped himself hard. "How could you waste the last bit of kindness Carina showed you?" He didn't care that the food was spoiled. Instead, he picked bits and pieces from the trash can and ate them all. The discomfort made him feel as though he could understand the bitterness Carina must have felt back then. … Meanwhile, on the other side of town, Carina walked into Chastain Solicitors once again. "Congratulations on your new life, Ms. Sherwood."

" 𝐼 𝑠𝑤𝑒𝑎𝑟 𝐼'𝑙𝑙 𝑓𝑖𝑛𝑑 𝑎 𝑛𝑖𝑐𝑒 𝑝𝑎𝑖𝑟 𝑜𝑓 𝑠𝑐𝑖𝑠𝑠𝑜𝑟𝑠 𝑡𝑜 𝑐𝑢𝑡 𝑜𝑓 𝑦𝑜𝑢𝑟 𝑢𝑔𝑙𝑦 𝑡𝑜𝑛𝑔𝑢𝑒 𝑍𝑎" " 𝑌𝑜𝑢𝑟 𝑤𝑒𝑙𝑐𝑜𝑚𝑒 𝑍𝑒 " 𝑍𝑖𝑎𝑟𝑎 𝑔𝑖𝑔𝑔𝑙𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑏𝑎𝑐𝑘.

I asked him. "Love? Love is just a scam..." He said with sacarsm. Again that shot through my heart like a dagger. The Tristan I met on the plane is nothing like the man I see infront of me right now. That Tristan believed in love, but then again, after all that I have done, all that we have done, I don't blame him for thinking like that. We sold love, fake love and it worked all the time. I bet he is now thinking that he dodged the bullet when it comes to me, that I saved him when I told him the truth. "It's too bad that you feel that way because I think that love is beautiful, infact I think that it's the one language we can all understand." I said.

'Yeah, you said no one was home Too bad he's making shapes with the lights on I hope she's what you want, uh Can't believe I let a Playboy play me so damn good Teardrops down the counter from the girls from Hollywood Kiss him better, then you leave him, then you hide the truth Oh, oh, yeah yeah Fell in love with a bad, bad dude Playboy style should've seen right through All my friends, they could see the truth You never loved me, you never loved me, yeah yeah' " Seriously, you are hearing Playboy style by Clean bandit?" I silently yelled. " Yeah, you slept and then I got Andrian's memory again. What's wrong with this song?"

If you approve, I'll go home and start packing immediately. James took a deep breath, put out his cigarette, and signed the papers. "Alright. Go say your goodbyes. You're leaving in a week." I gave him a deep bow. "Thank you for believing in me." Back home, I pulled out an old suitcase covered in dust—the same one I packed my stuff in when I moved here with him. Back then, I married Damian against my family's wishes because I believed he was kind-hearted. I thought he was a gentle and reliable man, but it turned out that his kindness had always been selective—reserved only for the first love he could never let go of.