La Segunda Oportunidad Dulce Novels & Stories

sighs in relief. “You frightened me, Granny. Please never talk about death. I just hate that word,” she says with a sulking tone. After a while, she lies on the bed and puts her head on her lap. “It’s been almost a year since I’ve put my head on your lap. This place is so peaceful; it feels like I could spend my whole life in this lap,” she says. Judy closes her eyes to feel her warmth and her soft hands grazing her head. She missed this soft touch so much; those beautiful hands are like magic, repairing all the cracks in her heart. Holding her hands gently, she brings them near her mouth, placing soft kisses on them, and hearing the sound of her sweetest smile. “Granny, can I ask you somet

She imagined that she had been cold towards him and only cared about her career. And then, a year later, she would divorce him— No. She would not let go of him this time. This time, she would do things right. She would not let go of her happiness again. Finally, she got her second chance. It was time to make this opportunity worth it.

Elena said to the waiter who jotted down her order “And you sir, what would you be having.” “Fried rice with oven-roasted chicken, make it spicy. With vegetable salad.” “Anything else sir.” “Wine, your best wine. We are celebrating.” “Okay sir.” the waiter hurried away “What are we celebrating” “Us.” “Oh!” ‘Thank you Elena for giving our marriage a second chance.’ “It's mostly about the kids, they deserve a normal home.” “What about us Elena, don't we deserve some happiness.” his intense look bore into her soul.

For some inexplicable reason, the atmosphere between us was perfectly harmonious. "Isabella." Dante suddenly called my name. It was as if he was weighing his words carefully. After a long pause, he finally continued. "Don’t you remember me?" Upon hearing his cool voice, I felt a faint, undeniable trace of resentment. I paused and thought about it. "Did we probably just run into each other at holiday banquets?" I then added, feeling a bit apologetic. "But I have a terrible memory. Please don't take it to heart."

Chapter 21 Bolt entered the kitchen and smiled to see Josh packing their breakfast for thefive hours long road journey. Bolt’s colleague had his guest rooms at the beach so he offered his services to the couple and rented them his best suite, hashtags ‘The HoneyMoon Cupa’ to both of them. While Bolt was all smug about his plans, Josh was busy trying to cool himself down. He knew what he had signed for and now he was getting cold feet. Not in a bad way though.

After our pack lost the war, the survivors spent two years on the run. In the third year, the Wolf Council passed a decree allowing us to be absorbed into new packs. But there was a catch—we had to pass the Trials, a specialized test designed to test our physical fitness, reflexes, and overall abilities. Those who passed would be accepted. Those who didn't would be cast out as rogues for good. One month before the Trials, Vera Cross burst into the gathering, her voice trembling with excitement. "Everyone, stop preparing! I got a spell from a witch—just chant it in your head during the Trials, and you'll pass for sure!" She grinned and pulled out a record. "My friend Lily already took these e

He opened the box, revealing a ring that caught the reflection of the fireworks beginning to bloom above us. "Will you marry me again—this time, for real?" The night sky exploded in color, the sound of fireworks echoing through the sea air. I smiled, tears glimmering in my eyes, and nodded. "I will." We had avenged our families, reclaimed what was lost, and in the midst of blood and vengeance, we found something far greater. Each other. And the most brilliant life we never dared to dream of.

“This іѕ bеаutіful tо mе. It gаvе mе a ѕесоnd сhаnсе tо рrоvе tо уоu hоw much I lоvе уоu, tо show уоu hоw hарру I wіll make уоu for the rеѕt of оur lіvеѕ.” His sweet wоrdѕ оnlу ѕuссееdеd іn mаkіng mе brеаk оut into a full-blown ѕоb. Hе іnѕtаntlу рullеd mе сlоѕе, consoling me, trуіng tо саlm mу аgіtаtеd ѕtаtе.

My tone was dry and all I wanted right now was water or at least something to quench the thirst. A face appeared above mine. "Emery," he said my name like he was trying to get my full attention. "This is your choice." His eyes which were gold, glittered at me like stars from a night sky. "To have a second shot at life only in a different point of view." I didn't need to be asked twice. In a stable but weak voice I replied, "Yes."

I lifted the glass of water in my hand and clinked it lightly against his. “Here’s to a successful partnership, Mr. Caspian.” Moonlight streamed through the floor-to-ceiling windows, stretching our shadows across the room. Each of us stood in our own corner, like two polite strangers sharing the same space. Outside, the city glowed brightly in the night. Only then did I truly feel that I had been given a second life. In this life, I only wanted one thing: to use the Falcone family’s resources to earn enough money to stand on my own and then walk away from all of this for good.