Love And Vegas Novels & Stories

It was a mixture of emotions swirling within her – pain from the past, hope for the future, and the uncertainty of what Vaughn's declaration meant for them. "I can't deny my feelings any longer," Vaughn declared, his voice growing more passionate. "Eloise, if you're watching this, please know that I love you. I love you with all my heart, and I can't imagine my life without you." A collective gasp echoed through the room as the reality of the situation sunk in. Vaughn Ryder, the enigmatic and stoic millionaire, was declaring his love for Eloise Rivers, a struggling young woman from a completely different world.

Vittoria’s POV It was noon when we reached Las Vegas. The dry desert air was a stark contrast to the cold morning we had left behind. A black car drove to meet us and we slid into the passenger seat and signaled for the driver to move. As we weaved through the traffic I glanced at Mr Palazzo, unable to shake the question that had been in my mind. “Is Mr Lombardi coming?” He turned to me with an expressionless gaze, “No.” I pressed my lips together, annoyed with myself for asking the question.

(Kelly walks into the wedding reception in a gorgeous lavender gown, and heads straight to the bar to get a drink. Eddy notices her from afar and walks to where she's seated.) You look beautiful Kelly, thank you Eddy. You don't look half bad yourself. Eddy smiles. How are you? I'm okay, happy doing what I love. I can see that. Your Mum talks a lot about you, plus I heard about your promotion. Congratulations! Kelly grins. So what about you? What's new with you? Not much, I took over my Dad's business when he died and now I'm currently doing my best to keep it operating. (Eddy pulls his seat closer to Kelly and says). I never stopped thinking about you. I couldn't get you out of my head all t

Her words accompanied by a soul-resurrecting smile. He needed to get out, he needed to escape and save her, he couldn't let anything happen, to her. He struggles to stand, but his stomach hurts. He had been injured badly, he now knew to what extent his father his father would go, to get what he want. But he was ready, ready for Oden, ready for Frenger, ready for Idil and even for the whole realm. For once he had found love and he wouldn't let it slip away so easily.

"But don't think for even a second that you and I are the same. Before Felix divorces you, we're nothing more than friends and colleagues." She then glanced at Jonathan, whose face had turned as white as a sheet. "I can't believe you would betray such a good man like Felix for someone like him. You're definitely going to regret this, Jillian." Jillian's expression turned steely. A flurry of complicated emotions flickered in her eyes when she looked at me. "Have you forgotten your vows, Felix? Didn't you promise that you'll love me and only me in this lifetime?" How ridiculous. When I spoke about love with her, she claimed she wanted freedom. Now that I was letting her go, she tried to lectur

—V Victoria. Shit. Another text, this one from my actual phone with Damien's contact info that I've never deleted: Night Three. I'll be ready. I close my eyes. Take a breath. Then I open my laptop and pull up the reservation I made yesterday. The one I've been dreading and anticipating in equal measure. The Venetian Hotel. Las Vegas. Presidential Suite. The place where we first made love three years ago. The place where I fell for him completely, stupidly, irreversibly.

I whispered. The words felt dangerous. Forbidden. Real. The line stayed open, my mother listening, measuring. Finally, she spoke again—cool, distant, unchanged. “Then you will have to learn,” she said, “that love is a liability.” The call ended. I lowered the phone, staring at the empty street where John had vanished. Somewhere out there, he was running—fighting—surviving. And I was the reason he’d learned to stop trusting. I told myself I had done what I was raised to do.

"I should have told you, baby Doll. This whole mess would have been sorted by now. I blame myself for this. I am sorry also, for not telling you at the coffee shop, I should have told you. Baby Doll, I will give you the space you need, to find yourself. I will let you find yourself, like you want, but i will also be waiting for you. I will be waiting for you to come back to me. I want you to know, that I love you so much, no matter what. This cannot be the end of us, I will not allow it. Just have it in mind, that I am here, waiting for you, my dazzling Beauty Samantha" he said, with tears, flowing down his face.

Then, she said, “You know what this sounds like, right?” Amelia narrowed her eyes. “Don’t say it.” Maya grinned. “Enemies to lovers.” Amelia groaned. “Maya, I swear—” “Just saying,” Maya sang. “It’s a classic trope.” “Not our trope,” Amelia shot back. Maya giggled. “We’ll see.” Amelia rolled her eyes. “Anyway,” she said, “enough about him. I have other news.” “Ooh,” Maya said. “Spill.”

MAX'S POINT OF VIEW Damn this guy, Felix! I almost laugh when Iris told me that what if Felix was seeing someone else. That guy wouldn't do such a thing. His acting is pretty good, he acts cold toward Iris just to make sure his surprise for the love of his life will be successful. He's been bugging me and my boyfriend, Red. He wanted us to help him set up everything from the dress she'll wear to the food, the fireworks, and the venue. I admire this guy so much. I'm so happy that he is so in love with my best friend. Iris deserves all the love she receives from Felix.