Histoire D'amour Novels & Stories

Anyway I'll go try my luck, who knows; i may get the job ************************************** I knocked on the gate but there was no answer, i knocked a few more times but there was still no answer Oh well '' i sighed'' i better go, i don't think anyone is gonna answer me, I was about leaving when the gate of the mansion was opened and a man came out Hello who are you and what is your purpose here ''he asked formally'' Ehrmm... good afternoon my name is Isabelle Fredrick And I'm here for the job of the maid, i saw the poster outside Okay ''he said opening the gate fully'', go inside the boss is waiting Okay '' i nodded''

CHAPTER 32 "HORROR."Yves' face crumbled as soon as he answered Xavy's question. "Precisely. So, try to imagine this..."Xavy said and Yves' was seriously listening to him. "Imagine Mama find his soulmate. Imagine Mama will be with another guy, happily and contented with him. Imagine Mama will be married with a man but that man isn't you. Imagine Mama be taken away with some stranger and Mama will be fallen in love with him to the point she wants to be with him and not with you. Imagine Mama leaves you because she didn't really love you and she realize that she was never been fallen for you—"

Doing anything, everything. By sunrise, I had sent fourteen proposals, not one reply. Story of my life. I rubbed my eyes and glanced at the clock. Seven-thirty. Wonderful. Another day. Another opportunity for disappointment. The design studio was unusually quiet that morning. Rain tapped softly against the windows. The gray sky matched my mood pertectly. I was halfway through reviewing floor plans when my phone buzzed. It was Chloe. I answered immediately. "If you're calling to tell me I've won the lottery, I love you."

Emma’s POV **Diary Entry – Zurich:** *Zurich is breathtaking, with the lake shimmering under the sun. As I stand by the water, I hear a familiar voice—David. My heart warms at the sound, even though I know he’s forbidden to me. David, with his kindness and the way he makes me feel special, is someone I can’t truly have. I’m not worthy of him, and I fear what Michael might do if he finds out about our connection. When David confesses his feelings, I’m torn. I tell him I’m not good enough, that I can’t give him what he deserves. But when he asks for just one date, I can’t say no. I want to feel cherished and loved, even if just for a day. The time we spend together is magical—he shows me what