I'll Never Be Yours Novel Novels & Stories

That one sentence cut straight through my heart. On the first day back at work after the new year, a runaway truck came barreling toward us and ended both our lives. But I wasn't afraid. If anything, I felt relieved. Now, with both of us regressing into the past, we had silently agreed to go our separate ways. There was nothing left between us. I pushed the check back to her and said calmly, "It's fine. I don't want charity from a stranger. Thank you." Liana looked unhappy, her brows furrowed. "Ryan, what's that supposed to mean? Are you calling me a stranger?"

Chapter 1 WINTER The crystal glasses clinked softly against each other as I arranged them on the mahogany dining table, I made sure that each placement on the table were precise despite my trembling hands. I have gotten used to being reduced to as a nanny in my own home, ever since Annalise returned home six months ago, a ghost of my husband's past, his first love who had returned to reclaim what she believed was truly hers. "Winter, hurry up with those glasses," Stiles called from his seat at the head of the table, his voice harsh and cold, not familiar at all, from when he used to call my name with love and affection present in his tone.

The kind that comes from the place you keep the things you almost believed in. The kind that has no dignity and doesn’t ask for any. The kind that means something got in. Something got all the way in. And now it was gone. And the worst part, the part that hurt underneath all the other parts, was that I had let it. I had stood at the door and argued with myself and then opened it anyway. With full knowledge. With both eyes open. You chose, I had said to him. Then choose, he had said back. I had chosen.

Zoe might've survived it all. If it hadn't come from the one person she trusted most. She'd given Connor everything. And that's how he repaid her. She'd nearly shattered. Hid herself away. Even a phone ringing would leave her shaking. Now, she stared at the screen, frozen. Fingers clenched tight around her phone, knuckles white. Eyes blank. The hate kept rolling in. [Holy crap, this is wild. That's the Herbert heiress?] [Did her family go broke? Is she selling herself now? I'd take a turn—bet she'd love it.]

A spark of cruel satisfaction glinted in his eyes. "She's mad that you stole her man. She wanted to watch you crawl, watch you beg with no dignity left, watch you wear yourself out for scraps. Only then would she be satisfied. You're the only thing standing between her and marrying Mr. Turner." His gaze slithered over me as he flashed his yellowed teeth. "You have a pretty face and an amazing body. Too bad Miss Emerson ordered us to ruin your face first. You'll die ugly. Then, we'll seal you inside the silicone and let you suffocate."

he said softly. “Yes,” I whispered. “We survived. And we built something real.” For the first time in my life, I felt completely at peace. Not just happiness, but a deep, steady joy that came from knowing we had earned this life together. The girl who had once run, the woman who had faked her death, the child who had cried alone in fear and pain—she was gone. In her place was a woman who had survived, grown, and learned that love was never about possession, control, or fear.

Thanks to all of you who read this book to the very end. Novel may not remember anything, but her heart knows she belongs to Alexei. Love is beautiful, and I hope each of you finds a love that fills your heart with happiness—a love your heart can recognize even when your mind cannot. Thank you all for your support. You can also check out my other book, I'm Your Brother's Wife, Dear Ace. Thank you! 😊

Their gazes met and Irina smiled widely, like she had won the biggest prize in her life. “I really want your gaze on me, Xavier.” Irina’s scent was sickeningly— apples and caramelized sugar. It made Xavier’s headache throbbed painfully. “I'll take what belongs to me and that is you.” "By the time I have your mark on my neck, your little whore would have no choice but to back off." "You belong to me." The distant scent of cherry blossoms on the alpha's clothes was being wiped away with the disgusting scent in front of him.

With that, Melissa hung up the phone and waited for Jenny to arrive. Soon, a cab stopped right in front of a bar. Jenny glanced up at the name of the bar—Iridescence. She had chosen the name herself, inspired by the line "Had I the heavens’ embroidered cloths, enwrought with golden and silver light," which she liked. Without much thought, she walked in.

Lucifer said to her body. He made the ground beneath her become lava and her body melted in it until it was completely destroyed. "Let's hope your brothers won't suffer the same fate as you did," . . . Today was the day that Isabelle was finally going back to work. She was very excited about finally getting back to it and rejoining the workforce. With everything that had happened with Hannah and Garin for the past few days, it was the perfect way to try and get her mind off things.