Love Bites So Do I Novels & Stories

“Why does he always look so dirty?” Amara says making a face. I turn and look in the direction she’s facing and my heart beats faster. Leo is walking across the school parking lot to the school entrance. Leo has his down, he is a pair of jeans that are weathered. He paired it with a long white T-shirt and hoodie. I don’t see any dirt on him but maybe Amara has extra-ray vision. Maybe she can see something we don’t. “He doesn’t look dirty” Gea says and giggles. I want to say exactly but I don’t, whenever we talk about boys it always ends up in a fight. And I don’t want to fight today, we have tests today and I need good vibes only.

I am Jessica Myers. 30 years of age. I am an introverted type of person and spends most of my time at home, watching Netflix. I don't usually go out and I don't have a lot of friends. Despite my age, I still keep a diary with me and every time I want to share something to someone, I write it on my diary. Everyone might think I am boring, but this is the life I am comfortable to live with. I was bullied as a student which makes me have a hard time trusting other people. Like other , all I want is to be loved. I hope to meet someone who can make me feel special despite my characteristics and flaws. I am an ordinary woman who wants to be pursued by a guy, receiving flowers, going on dates in cinemas or simply walking in a park. My ideal man? I just want to meet someone who is nice and who can listen to my stories no matter how simple and boring they are. I don't think I am a difficult person to deal with but why is no one liking me? I am an NBSB and because of that, I have low self-confidence. I sometimes ask myself if I am capable to love and to be loved. I hope someday, like in fairy tales, my prince charming will come. I hope someone out there will see the beauty in me, maybe not physically but with my character. Don't get me wrong, I am happy with my life now, but I am sure I will be happier to be spending it with someone. Will I still get a happy ending like the characters in fairy tales? When can I experience the love I have always been hoping for?

Helena Graves loved her husband the way most women only dream of being loved. Quietly. Completely. Without ever asking for more than he chose to give. For two years she built a home around Damian Graves, believing patience was enough to keep a marriage alive. Until the day his college ex, Camila Calloway, moved back to Velmont and everything changed. The late nights. The distant eyes. The phone he would not put down. Then came the words Helena never saw coming. “I want a divorce.” She signs the papers with dignity and walks away without begging to be chosen. What Damian does not expect is that losing her becomes the beginning of her rise. A chance audition turns into an acting career. The quiet wife he overlooked becomes a woman the whole city cannot stop watching. Confident. Desired. Unapologetically becoming. Meanwhile, the life he thought he wanted begins to unravel. Nostalgia fades. Regret settles in. And for the first time, Damian realizes he did not leave an ordinary woman. He left the love of his life. Now he wants her back. But Helena is no longer waiting. The Wife I Forgot to Love is an emotional second chance marriage crisis romance about divorce, regret, and the dangerous moment when a man realizes her worth only after someone else does.

There isn't any cure for migraines. But my billionaire wife, Ashley Weston, has not had a single migraine for years thanks to my daily massage with both hands. On the day I get into a car accident, I beg a passerby to call her to save me. She replies impatiently, "So you're resorting to such shameless tricks just because I won't answer your calls?" Through the phone comes the mocking laughter of her childhood friend, Jordan Hanson. My right hand is permanently fractured, and my left hand suffers from muscle weakness after the accident. A lawyer helps me draft a divorce agreement. With much difficulty, I sign it and send it to Ashley. On the day her head throbs with unbearable pain, she looks at my drooping hands and remains silent for a long time.

When I opened my eyes, my sister Serena Shaw was kneeling in front of me, sobbing with a fruit knife pressed near her wrist. “Nora, I swear I didn’t mean it. I had too much to drink. I don’t even know how Lucas and I…” I almost laughed. Because I had seen this scene before. In my last life, Serena cried like a victim after sleeping with my fiancé, Lucas Arden. Everyone comforted her. Lucas married her to save her reputation. And I was pushed into a marriage with Graham West, Serena’s abandoned fiancé. Before the wedding, Lucas showed me my name tattooed on his wrist and promised he would only love me. I believed him. I wasted five years beside a husband who wanted my sister, waiting for a man who had married her. Then Serena died. I thought Lucas would finally come back to me. Instead, I found him at the funeral home, holding her photograph like he had lost the love of his life. “She was my wife,” he told me. “Let it go, Nora.” At my birthday party, Lucas and Graham fought over Serena on the rooftop. One had married her. One had never stopped wanting her. While they fought over her, I was shoved into traffic and died under the headlights. When I opened my eyes again, I was back at the beginning. This time, I thought I was the only one who remembered. I was wrong. Lucas remembered. Graham remembered. And even with a second chance, both of them still chose Serena. This time, I would not be traded, chosen, or discarded. This time, I would build something none of them could take from me.

"I couldn't be more broken when I found out that I've been fooled all this while... thinking that I was being loved by him... I know that this will teach me a lesson not to trust easily in this life...Ever."★One summer.So much drama.Will Ella learn to love again?

Adam Ocampo is a premier world-class painter who went back to his hometown in search of a perfect place for his art and a home for his heart. His search for Teresa Milan draws him closer to long-lost memories, past grievances, and the closure of forgiveness.

Jameson University's biggest scandal this year was the leaked video of Joy Quinn losing her virginity in the campus group chat. The video was taken in the presidential suite of a five-star hotel. Completely naked, Joy Quinn was pinned against the floor-to-ceiling window by a man a head taller than her. The rhythmic sounds never ceased...

She was transferred against her will. He never wanted an assistant.Now they’re stuck together… and sparks are flying.Eva Rodríguez has built her career with grit, grace, and zero tolerance for entitled men in designer suits. So when she’s forced to spend a year as personal assistant to Julian Salvator New York’s most insufferable CEO—she’s ready for war, not workplace chemistry.Julian is everything she hates: arrogant, broody, impossibly handsome. But beneath his sharp suits and sharper tongue is a man haunted by secrets—and maddeningly drawn to the one woman who doesn’t fall at his feet.

She's the one girl this player cannot have. A human. I'm dying to claim the redhead who lights up the club every Saturday night. I want to pull her into the storeroom and make her happily scream. She's too pure. Too fresh. Too passionate. Too human. When she learns my secret, my alpha orders me to wipe her memories. But I won't do it. Still, I'm not mate material and I cannot mark her and bring her into the pack. What in the hell am I going to do with her?