I Promise That The Ending

My flight was suddenly canceled, so I dragged my suitcase back home. As soon as I stepped inside, I saw torn black stockings scattered on the floor. This was the eighth time Simon Jones had brought a different woman home. The sound of running water and a young woman’s laughter echoed from the bathroom. I didn’t cry or make a scene. Instead, I sat quietly on the couch, waiting for them to finish. Everyone assumed I would continue being Simon’s devoted fool like before. But no one knew that the man I truly loved had returned. After tonight, Simon, the stand-in, would be discarded.

This is the story of two different souls who meets each other at the right time and right place. Damien King, hot , handsome and sexy not to mention his rich. Plus he played as school football captain and quarterback. A player who loves to play the game of hump and dump. But what happened when he meet the girl who will make him fall for his knees? Will he back out? Will he wants to play? Mikaela a girl whose world revolves around her school, parents and best friend Lila. All she wanted was to graduate with flying colors. What she didn't expect was a hot , sexy and devilish handsome quarterback pursuing her till she can't say no? Will she submit to him? Find out there love story here... Please don't forget to vote and comments please. Dianalovesdiane

For eighteen years, my wife, Elizabeth Connerty, never once reached out to her first love, Lucas Ryder. She committed herself fully to me and cooked warm meals for me. She attended every parent-teacher conference for our daughter. She carefully planned our family trips year after year. That was how we lived—quietly, steadily, and happily—for eighteen years. But after our daughter celebrated her eighteenth birthday, I turned to Elizabeth and said, "Let's get a divorce." She stood in the doorway of our daughter's bedroom, staring at me in stunned silence. I added calmly, "When our daughter was born, you promised me that once she turned eighteen, we would divorce."

Getting pregnant by her boss after a one-night stand and suddenly leaving her job as stripper was the last thing Serena had hoped for, and to make matters worse he is the heir to the mafia. Serena is calm while Christian is fearless and outspoken but somehow the two have to make it work. When Christian forces Serena to go through with a fake engagement she tries her hardest to fit in the family and the luxurious life the women live while Christian is fighting as hard as he can to keep his family safe, but everything takes a turn when the hidden truth about Serena and her birth parents comes out. Their idea was to play pretend until the baby was born and the rule was to not fall in love, but plans don't always go as expected. Will Christian be able to protect the mother of his unborn child? And will they end up catching feelings for one another?

Mabel Landry and I have been in love with each other for ten years. Our relationship has started since our school days, and we've been married for years. All in all, we're the perfect couple that everyone envies. But I get into an accident on our tenth year anniversary. When Mabel arrives at the hospital, she looks at me with pain and sorrow in her eyes. "Why are you this careless, Dustin? If anything does happen to you, I might as well die!" I'm about to console Mabel when I suddenly see two live comments streaking across my vision. "Mabel Landry is nothing but a filthy cheater! Despite that loving facade of hers, the truth is, she's already slept with her side piece behind Dustin's back!" "When will Dustin finally realize that Mabel has already cheated on him with someone else?"

Clara Black, a wealthy heiress from Glenford, openly declares that she only dates men for a month at a time and never gets emotionally involved. Men eager to climb the social ladder line up across the city, hoping for a chance. After all, when she is in a good mood, she rewards them with a villa. When she isn't, she still gives them millions of dollars when the relationship ends. People in Glenford laugh at me, calling me the most humiliated live-in husband they've ever seen. They're convinced that I'll endure it for the rest of my life. That is until Clara brings home a college student named Leonard Frost. Leonard looks ordinary, yet he becomes the first man to break her one-month dating rule. Clara then gives me two options. One option is to accept an open marriage and let Leonard have equal footing with me. The other is divorce, with half of her assets given to me and a clean break afterward. Her close friends watch from the sidelines, certain that I'll keep enduring everything for the sake of money. Yet I choose the second option without hesitation. In my previous life, I chose to endure, only to have Leonard take advantage of me even more. He forbade Clara from touching me and refused to let her bear my child. In my old age, I could only look on with envy as Leonard enjoyed a household full of descendants. Even after Clara passed away, she didn't mention me in her will at all. Every part of her estate fell into Leonard's control. I kept the title of Clara's husband, yet I lived my entire life completely alone. Now that I have been reborn, everything is clear to me. I will take the money and walk away, severing all ties with her for good.

"Then, be my bed warmer.." He said. And because of Love she is willing to risk everything she has. Including her heart. Rowy still agreed to be Dylan's substitute for Alexa- her friend and Dylan's First love. Even though she knew it was wrong, and it would destroy her heart along the way. And now, Alexa came back, and she let Dylan free. She left, and hoard a FACT that it could be a source of resentment in the future. But maybe she will just cross the bridge when she reaches there, for now she wants to get away from the pain, and forget the bitterness that the world has thrown at her.

I realized my period was two weeks late after going on a trip to the swimming pool with my best friend, Gianna Lowe. Gianna insisted that I take a pregnancy test. I was stunned when I saw the two red lines on the pregnancy stick test. I had a boyfriend, Mitchell Gray, but I was a conservative person, so I still hadn't slept with Mitchell. I couldn't help but wonder whose baby this was. I planned to just terminate the mystery pregnancy, but Mitchell pretended to be worried about my health, offering to marry me and raise the child. It was finally my delivery date. I was lying weakly in the delivery room when Mitchell shoved a pillow over my face and smothered me, roaring, "You slut! Did you think I'd raise another man's child? I'll make you and this illegitimate child pay for everything!" I was too weak to resist since I had just given birth, so Mitchell successfully killed me. I suddenly open my eyes and realize that I have returned to the day I found out about my pregnancy. I am completely determined this time—I have to find out who the father really is!

The mind of protagonist Zea, a woman consumed by a burning desire for revenge against the President of the United States. The reason? Zea's father was executed on orders from the President after he was found guilty of attempting to assassinate him and killing the president's daughter, Mia. Fueled by anger and a deep sense of injustice, Zea spends 15 years meticulously planning her revenge, studying every detail of the President's security and devising a plan to kill him. But as Zea gets closer to her target, she begins to question whether her actions will actually bring her the closure she seeks or simply perpetuate a cycle of violence.

La septième fois que j'ai eu un rendez-vous avec Frédéric pour obtenir un acte de mariage et qu'il ne s'est pas présenté, j'ai volontairement coupé tout contact avec lui. Je ne suis allée à aucune réunion de mes amis lorsqu'il était là. Lorsqu'il a été invité à se présenter lors d'une fête d'université, je suis partie plus tôt. Lorsque mon entreprise a choisi de travailler avec lui, j'ai immédiatement démissionné. Même le jour de Noël, lorsqu'il est venu chez moi, je suis sortie sous prétexte de rendre visite à des amis. Je l'ai bloqué de mon téléphone et de mes comptes sociaux afin de rompre définitivement avec lui. Je ne le contactais pas et il ne me voyait pas. J'ai passé la majeure partie des trente premières années de ma vie à l'aimer de manière obsessionnelle et à prendre soin de lui du mieux que je pouvais. Ce n'était pas avant la septième fois qu'il a manqué à notre date d'acte de mariage que je me suis réveillée. Je ne voulais pas continuer comme ça. Même si j'étais seule, c'était mieux que d'attendre désespérément jour et nuit dans une maison vide !