Love And Fortune: A Gamble For Two Novels & Stories

"We grew up together. Been friends since we were kids. It was the perfect solution to both our family's demands." "Then why did she leave?" "Because she fell in love." He turns to face me fully. "With someone else. She begged me to call it off, but our families... there's too much at stake." My mind spins. All this time, I thought Hattie was just another spoiled rich girl. But she ran for love. "So what now?" Declan's smirk is back. "Going to have her arrested for fraud?" "Shut up, Declan." Henry's voice is tired. He looks at me, really looks at me, and I can't read what's in his eyes. "How much is the debt?"

“Sure you do. I’m guessing she rejected you and you decided to arrange yourself a marriage.” I loomed over her, watching from above how her lips had pouted and her eyes were unfocused, simmering with tempered jealousy. I found it so adorable but I wasn’t going to let her know that. Something about her attitude somehow just tickled my fancy. “Trust me, if I wanted her, I’d have her. But I don’t. I want you. I already have you. What more could I possibly ask for, mi amor.” I kneeled before her, tilting her chin so she now faced me.

It wasn’t a grand declaration of love—it was a fragile accord, an agreement to try to find ourselves in a life dictated by others. That night, as we sat together in the quiet intimacy of his private chamber, I felt the tension between us shift subtly. While the echo of our past doubts still lingered, a small ember of hope began to glow between us—a possibility that maybe, if we were honest, we could build something real out of the ruins of this arranged fate.

I had never noticed before because it had been replaced, but I was able to track it. She opened the video and it came into view: It was Linda, Dorian holding her wrist while his lips settled on hers. I wasn't shocked by the scene. I simply kept a straight face, and Florida understood I already knew about their relationship. She sucked in a breath as the audio began to play. "I need a lot of dollars right now!" Linda said and Dorian smiled. "Anything for the baby," he said and held her tummy. "Embezzle the funds under a false company and get yourself cozy."

" Thank the heavens, she wouldn't touch the seer at least that was a relief. In between her and the seer was a wide table of short legs. Which seemed Older than the hag. Annabelle looks at the large uncovered pot placed on roaring flames which are sourced by burning woods. From it, emanated thick white smoke of horrible smell. perhaps this was what gave the cottage its odour. Different colour liquids are sampled on a shelf whose legs were partly eaten by termites. " Was the supposed seer a witch? or maybe sorcerer". " Love and Revenge plays a major role in your destiny" The woman pauses " They are in a constant struggle for power in writing your future" She adds. Annabelle's skin tingles an

Then he raised his arms toward the sky. Fireworks exploded. Gold and silver and red bursting across the stars, reflecting off the water, lighting up Louis's face in flashes of color. Louis gasped with his head tilting back and his mouth falling open. "Lorenzo…" "Our marriage might be a contract," Lorenzo said, his voice low and intimate, meant only for Louis. "But I want to do everything for you. Everything. So your eyes and your mind are always on me." Louis stared at him. At the fireworks. At the man who had put bruises on his body and then kissed them better. Who disappeared for days without explanation and returned with gifts that cost more than Louis's old life.

real love would never demand I destroy myself to deserve it. I smiled softly to myself as the music carried through the night air. This was not the end of me. It was only the beginning. And should I ever again taste of love's cup… I would not suffer such ill fortune again. It shall not be poured by men who bear those ill-fated names, for that would be a fell omen. No! Not again shall I be she whom love blinded; I who mistook six flames for one sun. I spoke within my heart as one offers a prayer: when next I choose to be wed under union, let it be to a boon companion, worthy, gracious, and a truly loving man. I beseech the universe for one hopeful answer:

"She knows and she's actually ok with it. This money could be a benefit for both of us. We love each other. Do you miss her, well hate to burst your little bubble but you can't have her. Because she’s in love with me.” "I don't want a crazy, manipulative, psycho like her. She stole our family’s money and who’s to say that she’s not cheating on you right this second? You can have her all to yourself, you two are perfect for each other so leave Gabriella alone. She deserves way better than you...or me.” I like Gabriella. But I can’t sit here and pretend that I’m a good guy. I went into this by treating her as a bet and something to be played with for some quick cash and that was wrong of me. I

She questioned with her hands on her chin as she stared at me in a kind of inquisitive manner. “When love locates you, you don't even need to pull strings.” I stated and though that wasn't really true,I wasn't about to tell her that my marriage with Arthur was arranged as that would only make her feel like all the damned theories that were brewing up in her head was actually true.

When he had walked her home, she had whispered that he was cold, like a robot. Then the next day, she was smiling and approaching him. As always, Hayden refused her advances. But Sydney was stubborn. No matter how indifferent he was, she kept coming back. Hayden didn't know what else to do, so he let her draw the fortune sticks. He said if she got the supreme blessing, he would marry her. Sydney's face lit up with a bright, happy smile. Watching her so happy, Hayden felt a strange flicker inside him. He had taken the supreme blessing fortune stick himself, and she would never be able to get it.