روايات وقصص ضمن He Bet On My Love Then Lost Everything

“But I don’t love you anymore!” My words hit him like a thunderbolt. He stood there, stunned, the light completely fading from his eyes. I stepped past him with my head held high, every step steady. No longer was I the girl who needed his love to survive, but a queen in her own right!

While I was as calm as an undisturbed lake on the surface, beneath me was a troubled sea tossing back and forth with waves of emotion. I wanted to turn around and yell at him to demand answers, to ask when he had stopped loving me and how he could betray me. But I don't care anymore, knowing that he chose to betray me and toss away everything we've built out the window changed nothing. I wouldn't give him the chance to fill my head up with lies. I got Up the stairs, then I heard a heavy thud, and my heart went up to my throat.

“So this is the kind of woman she is? If I were a man, I wouldn’t want her either.” The room erupted into laughter again. Then, Finn set his glass down on the table and asked casually, “Want to make a bet?” “Another one? Fine. If we win, you break up with Sophie.” Finn’s voice turned cold instantly. “Who said you could use Soph as a bet?” On the other end of the phone, I listened as he effortlessly reshaped the wager. The bet became whether I would run off with him at my wedding. Sophie could not be used as a bargaining chip, but I could. He had used me as a setup, gambled on a hundred times already.

I nodded—wrecked, leaking, covered in sweat and cum and spit and love bites. “Yes,” I whispered. “Yes.” The bet was over. I’d lost on purpose. And I’d never been happier.

Too much. CRACK. The glass shattered in his hand. Whiskey spilled. Blood followed. Dripping down his fingers. But Adrian didn’t move. Didn’t flinch. Didn’t even seem to feel it. His eyes stayed locked on the photo. On her. On everything he had lost. As blood and whiskey mixed on the floor, Adrian whispered hoarsely, “I should have chosen you.” ***

At our joint engagement party, my best friend and I both left with rings on our fingers. Sabrina Vale was marrying Luca Marino, the boy I’d loved for ten years. I was marrying Adrian Calloway, the man every society columnist in New York swore was obsessed with me. When it was my turn to make a toast, Sabrina brought up an old bet and grinned at the crowd. “Let’s see whether our princess already has her fiancé on a leash.” The guests started chanting for Adrian to smear engagement cake across my face. His hand stalled. For one stupid second, I thought he’d put the plate down and stand beside me like he always promised he would. Then Luca asked if Adrian was whipped before the wedding had even

Andy Schmidt, my girlfriend Ruth Sullivan’s ex had zero sense of direction. The only route he knew was the one leading to her place. Whether I was burning up with a 104-degree fever or got interrupted mid-proposal, none of it mattered to Ruth as much as driving her lost ex home. When I put my foot down about moving into the new house my parents had bought me, she finally gave in. On moving day, I followed the GPS directions, only to circle the city three times over, not able to arrive at my destination. As dusk set in, the GPS routed me to a dead-end, where my car spun out of control and plunged into a ditch. Hands trembling, I called Ruth. Before I could say a word, she cut right in: “So, h

Our gazes met and I saw the familiar emotion in it. The love in his eyes. He was in love with me. Vayden Bevine was in love with Viana Bevine. Everything was perfect. Then, what went wrong? ###

Him and everything. Her cheeks turned more red the more she re-think about what happened. Ray. Raylan. Her RayRay… Finally, she is able to meet him after months apart. This longing inside her heart starts to melt. She can't find the right words to express what she's feeling at the moment. All that she knows is her heart now full with happiness. It sparks and it shines. Just like that, she can't go back to sleep. Little did she know, inside the opposite room, there's a man who also shares the same feeling. And he can't go back to sleep either.

“Against all logic or reason he knew what face to held close to his heart. The name will be tattooed on his heart. A beloved name just likes mine.” Peter concluded the wording that dripped with his own passion. “You taught me about the power of destiny, love. You made me believe like your beloved parents made you.” “Kismet was set in motion but rocks of betrayal greed and murder was thrown into the path.” “Tell me about the day I lost you love.” Sammy looked at her hands finding them empty. Without realizing this tears were silently streaming down her cheeks. “I’ve lost so much. What right do I have living?” “If you continue on this path of thought your family won’t be happy. In the hospital