I Choose You Novels & Stories

The worst secret keeper knows now ! “No, the first one, dude,” Kai and Ryder pointed out. Great. So they also know now. “I was going to say the third one,” Joy deadpanned. Why the fuck did I ask them in the first place ? I should have gone to Xeon. He would have been like “Whatever” and closed his eyes while choosing a pic and show it to me. Now I was going to be in the greatest dilemma ever. Or not. “Rock Paper Scissors !”

He had simply named the gown after her, making it a bold proclamation of his eternal love for her. The cameras were pointed at both their faces. He was tall, dark, and handsome, whilst she was beautiful and stunning. They also seemed intimately close to each other. Madeline Carlton's lips tugged upward slightly in a self-deprecating grin when she saw that. They were perfect for each other. But that only made Madeline's situation seem even more like a sick joke. Half an hour later, footsteps sounded at the door. Madeline remained seated on the couch and didn't get up to welcome the newcomer home. Instead, she just waited in the dark, watching as the bright overhead lights buzzed to life and p

Only the truth of a man who had finally stopped hiding behind destiny. "I choose you."

"Take a wild guess, who's the daddy?" Before I could even process the bombshell, Amelia grabbed a vase and cracked it over her own head.

she asks. “So happy,” I assure her. “From the day that I met you.” "Even with everything that people put us through?” “Absolutely," I reply. “Once I knew what it was like being with you, I wasn’t going to be able to let that go.” “Is that so?” “Yes,” I reply. “Did I ever thank you for choosing me?” “I chose you?” “You did. Because even though I saw you all the time, it was you who made the first move in that basement.”

Jason's POV - Side Story I fell for Becca the moment I met her on a blind date. She didn't have Denise's kind of sweetness, but she was quietly lovely, the kind of pretty that lingered the longer you looked. And when she smiled—those two dimples at the corners of her mouth—something about it disarmed me completely.

But after marrying Tyler, this was what I got? I lifted my gaze, straight to the hidden camera tucked away in the corner of the room. "Tyler, don't regret this."

“I love you. I just want you to know that. I love you so, so much.” I grinned and leaned over to kiss him. “I love you, too.” “I know that I've been a little nervous with the baby coming,” he admitted. “But, it's just that I love you. That you chose me.” I grinned at him. “I choose you,” I said. “Every day, I choose you.”

“I never chose you.” “Then I guess you’re choosing war.” --- Isla – Listening from Upstairs I heard it all. Every word. I curled my knees to my chest, heart pounding so loudly I thought it’d crack the glass windows. She had something on him. On us. She could destroy his entire life in seconds — and she knew it. And he still chose me. But was I worth it? Was this love… enough? I stood up. I needed air. Or space. Or a different life.