Novel & Cerita I Choose You

One or the other. I chose all wrong.

I'm thirsty but I don't have a coin with me. "I don't have a coin with me... Just drink here and leave some for me." He then suggested and offered the drink. "Really?" Hayan nodded. "Are you aware that this is indirect kissing?" Red informed him while grinning. Hayan's eyes widened. I-indirect kiss?" "Ah-" He tried to snatch away the drink but it's too late. Red already took a sip from it. "Too late." He stared at him in disbelief.

And this time… I choose her. Completely.

don said "I do I take you to be my BEST FRIEND, my faithful partner, and my one true love I promise to encourage you & inspire you and to love you truly through good times and bad. I will forever be there to laugh with you, to lift you up when you are down and to love you unconditionally through all of our adventures in life together. I Choose You To be no other than yourself Loving what I know of you And trusting who you will become I will respect and honor you Always and in all ways

"Not for the hall. For me. Just for this room." I looked at him for a moment and then I said it the way it needed to be said for just the two of us, in the voice that was not the ceremony voice but the one I used for the things that were true in the way that only the private versions of things were true. "I choose you," I said. "Thorian. You specifically. The Alpha and the man underneath the Alpha and every version in between and the ones I have not met yet. I choose all of it."

I m coming for you.

“Not erase what came before. Every moment, every struggle, every quiet hour we spent together led us here. But I want to stop letting it own us. I want to choose you every single day. Only because I love you. Not because of a paper. Not because of a promise made to anyone else. Not because of anything other than you.” My throat tightened, and tears pricked my eyes, but I smiled through them, a bright warm feeling spreading through my chest so deep it felt like it might spill over. “I chose you the day you knocked on my door,” I said, steady and sure. “I chose you when you sat with me through nightmares and never asked for thanks. I chose you every time you stood between me and whatever came

"Lucia was Vincenzo Marino's younger sister. Which makes Elena his niece, not a ruined Voss survivor, not some orphaned nurse from a family loyal to Bellandi, but Marino blood." Matteo stared at Elena. For a few seconds, no one spoke. Then Elena whispered, "I didn't have a choice." I almost laughed. That was always the last refuge of people who had too many choices and picked the worst one. "You had enough choice to walk into my club with a fake pregnancy report," I said. "Enough choice to wear bruises like a costume. Enough choice to hand Matteo a dead man's ring and tell him my grandfather murdered his family." Matteo's voice came rough from inside the cage.