Love Alarm Synopsis Novels & Stories

“I’m not mad, Aiden. But from now on, maybe find us a new spot. Something just ours.” His smirk returned, slow and dangerous. “Guess I’ll just have to make it perfect then.” “Good,” I said. “Oh, and by the way? Since Eli and Arnold have claimed the rooftop, you’re officially out of options, Cross.” He leaned in, his voice low and teasing. “That’s fine. I don’t need options. I just need you.” And just like that, my heart was back to working double shifts. Maybe nightmares weren’t so bad after all.

"Dad, I'm sorry. I won't hold on to someone who doesn't love me. I'll marry the person you approved of and live a happy life, just as you wished." As the sky darkened and the snow thickened, the chill seeped through my body. My phone rang at that moment. It was Esme Lopez, Benji's childhood friend and assistant. Her usual cold and aloof tone came through the receiver. "Ms. Carroll, Ben will be attending a charity gala tonight. Please prepare some hangover soup for him." Esme's instructions sounded more like a declaration of dominance. Even though I had already decided to end things with Benji, the sourness in my heart was hard to suppress.

"Relax. This is just to celebrate your divorce. If I were proposing, I wouldn't do it this cheaply." Cheaply? My wedding back then hadn't been half as grand. Still, I relaxed and allowed myself to enjoy the fireworks and the rare bluish, shimmering glow of the sea. Later, I bought a new place not too far away. Oliver visited once a week and told me many things about Jude. For instance, Maddie claimed her depression had relapsed, only to be discovered that it was all an act. It turned out she had never been ill in the first place and pretended to be unwell just to get close to Jude.

But instead, every step away from that car felt like I was dragging shame with me. I got back to my dorm room shivering from the morning cold. I slipped quietly into the bathroom for a warm shower. *** After two hours of restless sleep, I was jolted awake by Brenda's rant. “Lia! Ryan Carter dyed his hair pink!” Brenda said, holding up her phone. Lia grabbed it quickly. “No way. Ugh, he looks like a melted strawberry.” I yawned, sitting up. “Why are you two so loud this early?” I muttered, reaching for my water bottle.

Wakes’s POV The first alerts came quietly, a flicker on my phone I almost ignored. Then the notifications multiplied, an endless flood of messages, screenshots, headlines, and social feeds. My chest tightened the instant I read the words; ALOE SAVAGE SPOTTED LEAVING THE SAVAGE MANSION. IS SHE CHEATING IN HIM SHE LEFT WITH A MAN I froze and immediately stopped reading, my fingers gripping the edge of the table until my knuckles turned white.

๑˙˙๑๑˙˙๑๑˙˙๑๑˙˙๑๑˙˙๑๑˙˙๑๑˙˙๑๑˙˙๑๑˙˙๑๑˙˙๑๑˙˙ My head was pounding terribly when I woke up, and the room looked like it was shaking. Wait- the room! I was met with the unfamiliar sight of a lavish bedroom, complete with gilded large windows overlooking the beautiful view of the city. This could only mean one thing, I had slept with a stranger and remembered nothing about how all this happened. It all felt like a dream except it wasn’t… The sleepy groan from the sexy man beside me made me freeze in place, downed with reality. The soft sheets beneath me, the scent of his cologne in the air, and the rich mahogany furniture confirmed that it was all real.

And then she suddenly turned into this chatterbox after arriving in Blue Blood. But I did hear her say on at least one occasion that Romero had made her a promise. Although she never went into detail, I now understand from Louise that he had promised to make her his Luna. And would she really have eliminated all her rivals for that? That sounds like a psychopath in one of those documentaries about serial killers. Lori is definitely not a psychopath, maybe a bit fanatical. Lost in thought, I enter the Alpha Suite. It is only when I bump into Alvarez's sturdy body that I notice he has returned from work early. Immediately I catch a whiff of his delicious musky scent that I am so addicted to. I

"Hi" He took a deep breath, and moved his head down, to look at Samantha. She was sitted on the floor, facing his rib cage. "Hi" he replied " Did something wake you? did you have a nightmare? he asked. "Yes, something woke me up, but I don't know what..I have this feeling that something bad is about to happen, and I can't shake off the feeling. Make me forget, Allen. Make love to me. Help me get pass this feeling, you can do that for me, right? she asked, looking into his eyes.

But considering my new boss… I nodded, lying down and pulling the blanket over myself. But as I closed my eyes, all I could see was the image of him standing in front of me. Shirtless and absolutely breathtaking. This was going to be a long night. I woke up to the sound of Ricardo's shrill alarm, it was already 3am though it felt like I hadn't slept. By the time I showered and dressed in a pencil skirt and fitted blouse, Ricardo was already waiting in the lounge area with his dark-tailored suit and styled hair.

He stared at me for a few minutes and then raked a hand through his hair, distress evidently clear in his demeanor. I tried not to drool as his arm flexed with fluid grace, his bicep contracting and relaxing in a smooth motion. As his arm moved, the fabric of his shirt clinged to his torso, accentuating the contours of his well defined chest and shoulders. I blinked, my cheeks flaming. Get yourself under control, Vivienne. Don't ogle the narcissist. “I told you about how your house was broken into, right?” Liam began, his voice soft. A small dip formed in between my brows. “Yes, you did,” I asserted tentatively, unsure about where he was going with this.