How To Ruin A Love Comedy Novels & Stories

They all sang in unison, siding it with some rehearsed dance steps with their hands on their head and waist that seemed pretty awkward if I was to do it. “So what are the things I have to do,” I asked getting comfortable on my place as Bruno started writing the things I have to on the board. How to Destroy a Fuckboy 1. Steal his attention. 2. Make him kiss you. 3. Make him want more. 4. Surprise him. 5. Go on a date with him. 6. Make sure that he will remember your first date. 7. Seduce him but make sure to leave him hanging. 8. Make him introduce you to his parents.

Before I could answer, before I could process the terrifying, intoxicating weight of his words, his mouth crashed down onto mine. It wasn't a gentle kiss. It was desperate, bruising, and heavy with the taste of everything we were losing and everything we were stealing from the dark. My hands rose, clutching at the fabric of his shirt, pulling him closer even as my mind screamed at me to push him away. Downstairs, the faint sound of laughter drifted up through the floorboards—our parents, celebrating an engagement that was a lie, completely unaware of the storm raging directly above their heads.

“Enemies-to-lovers trope but in real life.” At one point, someone even wrote: “She looks like she’s deciding between slapping him or marrying him.” And to be honest, I laughed so hard at that one I nearly spilled coffee all over myself… but then I stopped laughing. Because it wasn’t completely wrong. I threw my phone onto the couch, buried my face in a cushion, and groaned. “God, I need a new life.” Of course, the universe being the cruel comedian it is, decided that was the perfect moment for my manager, Camila, to show up.

I sputtered, almost spilling my drink. “Sorry”, I cleaned up my shirt. Isn't that too extreme? “Nothing is extreme , you have to make it believable. That's all. While the headlines carry your love story and people swoon over you two…” “And?” I asked, curiously burning through me. “Hit them when they least expect it.” “Hmmm…” I nodded. “It's really a good idea.” “Let's plan towards it”

My stomach chose that moment to grumble loudly, spoiling the romance of the moment. For a moment we just sat there and then I started to giggle. “What is so funny?” Ruin was laughing right along with me although he was trying to hide it. “Nothing.” I hiccuped. “I’m just laughing because at least I didn’t fart or anything.” Shaking his head Ruin pushed the menu across the table towards me. “Let’s get you fed woman, I think you are going crazy. And we all know that after crazy comes hangry and no one wants that.”

“You’re ridiculous.” “I’m obsessed,” I corrected, pressing another kiss to the corner of her mouth. “There’s a difference. Ridiculous implies I still have some control. I don’t. I’m completely and utterly gone for you. You’ve ruined me, Lena.” My voice dropped. “I don’t think you love me the same way I love you.” Her eyes softened, that radiant smile breaking through again. “I love you too, you idiot. I love you the same way. Exactly the same.”

Questions, questions, questions. ****** How to fuck up your life in one easy lesson: - Fall in love. - Get married. - Find out that your wife is a round-heeled slut. - Listen to (and believe) her when she promises that she is sorry, that she really loves you and that it will never happen again. - Forgive her. - Find out that she lied. - Divorce her. Six months later meet a stunningly beautiful woman: - Fall in love.

She muttered to herself, "It’s over. It’s all over." By masquerading as Uncle Royce’s daughter, Wendy had managed to accumulate a massive fortune through criminal channels. However, she squandered every cent before receiving a ten-year prison sentence for her fraudulent activities. Though a promising life once lay ahead of her, she ultimately brought about her own ruin. Nonetheless, I had no interest in their self-inflicted downfall. I was ready to start a new chapter and embrace a brighter future.

“I’m just doing all these things to make her fall in love with me.” “Are you sure?” Eve narrowed her eyes. Without delay, I nodded. “Yes. I intentionally made her sad and then comforted her right after. Can’t you see what I’m trying to do?” Eve shook her head, trying so hard to stifle back her laughter. “No, and you act like you’re really smart. But you’ll end up falling in love with the girl ….. making up an imaginary party just to make her feel better.”

“You ruined my marriage. You ruined the only thing I had. You were my best friend and you ruined that as well. You should at least have the chance to feel regret.” My throat tightens as I fight to hold my tears. I turn to leave. A weak laugh stops me.. It makes my blood boil. “Regret?” Lauren laughs, coughing harshly. “The only thing I would regret if I get out of here alive..” she coughs again, blood staining her lips, “Is that I don’t ruin you completely.” She laughs again, choking on it. “I won’t rest until I ruin you completely. And Draven would never be yours.”