روايات وقصص ضمن He Bet On My Love Then Lost Everything

Damien’s voice still echoed in my head as I walked away: I love you. Love was easy to say. Love was cheap. But revenge—revenge was earned. Two days before the wedding, I lost everything. And in that same moment, I decided to take everything back.

He said with a smile too wide on his face. "I don't make bets, it's immature and a waste of time," I said, trying to hide my curiosity. "Okay then, if you're so afraid of losing, no problem, bro. You are sad and lonely, you." See, I knew he was going for my ego because I never lose, even when I lose, I win. "What is the bet about?" I ask for curiosity's sake. "Meadow, of course. You can't fire her for the next six months, and you have to make her fall in love with you. If not, you lose."

That was exactly why she had hated me for the last three years. Since I had lost the wager anyway, there was no point in hiding the truth any longer. "Your mother and I made a wager three years ago. As long as I married you, you wouldn't have to marry that cripple from the Pruitt family." The Cross family legacy, my parents… I had already lost the things I treasured most. I didn't want to lose the last person who mattered to me. But even after more than 20 years by her side, I still couldn't win.

"I know I hurt you. I know I got it wrong. Just give me one chance to fix it. We can go back to how things were." "Riven." My voice was quiet, not unkind. "I'm not going back with you. And I don't think you even see it, but you've changed. Even if I pointed it out, you'd still be who you are now — not who you used to be. So I don't love you anymore. Is that really so hard to understand?" "I don't need anything from you. There's nothing left to go back to." "Don't come find me again. I don't want to see you."

On the night of the Moonlight Festival, my sister Bella called me in tears. “Mom’s been poisoned with wolfsbane! The healer says she might not make it through the night!” Still bleeding from a rogue wolf attack, I drove halfway across town to the clinic without even stopping to clean my wounds. Then I spotted my family raising their glasses in the tavern next door. Bella was doubled over laughing. “Thirty-six minutes! I won! Pay up!” Mom waved me over with a fond little sigh. “Come here, honey. You look scared to death. You really will believe anything Bella tells you, won’t you?” Dad laughed and tossed Bella a hundred-dollar bill. “Should’ve known better. She always comes running.” I stood

It was the day before Eric Blade's birthday party, and I was on the guest list. Eric was supposed to be my fiancé. But in a secret bet with his older brother, Tristan Blade, he had lost the right to propose to me first. I hadn't even had time to react. Then he added me to a private Blade family group chat. Only a few people were in it, all from Eric's inner circle. Tristan was there too. "Congrats, Tristan, on winning yourself a 220-pound fiancée." Eric posted a photo of me at a gala two years earlier. My evening gown was stretched so tight it looked ready to split. My neck was practically invisible beneath all that fat. The chat had been quiet until someone finally spoke up. "Holy shit, she

“How can you be sure?” “Because I remember you stealing my lunch and insisting you were doing me a favor by helping me finish it. I remember you challenging Jason to race down a hill when neither of you had any idea how to stop. I remember being angry with you for three days because you broke the watch my father gave me, then giving you my allowance because you cried when you thought I wouldn't forgive you.” His mouth twitched, but his eyes were wet. “Nobody needed to program me to remember those things. And nobody could make me forget how much I loved you.” The last sentence settled between them, tender and painful.

At my pre-wedding blowout, my sister Julia Gallo suddenly challenged my fiancé Lorenzo, heir to the next Don of the Bianchi family, to a "big bet." "Let me guess how many candies you've got in your hand." "Guess right, and whatever my forfeit is, you do it." "Guess wrong, and you're covering all the leftover booze." "I'm guessing... five." She said. Lorenzo opened his right hand. Three. Julia tipped her head back to down the rest of the wine. But then— "You win." Lorenzo pulled his left hand from his pocket. "There are two more. Right here." Julia smiled at him. But tears shimmered in her eyes. She unfolded the note she'd written in advance. "Then I'm sorry. I didn't think I'd actually guess

Hello my lovely Readers!! I just wanted to thank each and everyone of you!! His Lost Love was my first book but somewhere, I lost the spark and foolishly decided to stop writing it. It was the most stupidest thing I have ever. I wouldn't have finished it if not for your faith on me. You have been showering me with your constant love and support throughout the journey. Some of you have even motivated me to continue the story when I had lost hope as a writer. I am grateful to all those amazing readers!! You don't know what it means to me.

The Sequel for The Bet is out now, it is called Riptide❤️‼️ As requested it's Brittany's story after Andre❤️‼️ Chapters are already posted❤️‼️ Hope you guys enjoy it❤️‼️ Riptide *Sneak Peak* "It's you" She announced softly "So I did do something?" I asked thinking back, trying to figure out what exactly. "You're doing everything right" She confessed leaving realization to stand in my mind.