Love By Chance Novels & Stories

"I don't need you to do anything." "Bruno, you still don't get it," I said slowly. "I stopped loving you a long time ago." "I'm in love with Lorenzo. I love him." His pupils constricted, his face turning deathly pale. "You..." "Impossible. You can't fall in love with someone else that fast," he said, frantic. "You loved me for ten years." "So what?" I sneered. "You trampled on me for ten years." Hearing this, Bruno completely lost control and lunged, trying to drag me away by force.

All I could see was her gentle smile as she lead me down the hallway. I was now in a room. In the center of the room was some sort of tank lined with organic machinery. The tank was filled with a glowing liquid substance. I found myself walking up to it and reaching out to touch it and was shocked that my hand went directly into the liquid. As I moved my hand around in the substance I felt sorrow, guilt, pain, jealousy, hatred, but then I began feeling compassion, hope, and love. This was the weirdest thing I’ve ever experienced. As I pull my hand away and look at the woman who brought me here “Who are you?” was all I could say.

She had to be a relative or a friend of someone… My heart was racing, my whole body started to sweat. “Ben! Look at me,” Chance said, grabbing my arms. “I’m okay. I’m … oh. My wives!! They’ll be furious. I was just with two, I should shower before I meet her,” I blabbered on like an idiot. Chance smiled and shook his head. “Man, I got damn lucky with Katrina. Like the mate lottery winner right here. Perfect, smart, beautiful, and NO STRINGS, no drama,” he laughed. I was already fumbling out of my clothes and Chance sat on the sitting sofa just outside my closet.

Brandon's eyes were filled with hope. He spread his arms, just like before, waiting for me to run into his embrace. However, all I could remember was my previous life, the pain of being crushed over and over beneath his car. Instinctively, I pressed a hand to my chest, as if I could still feel that agony. "No. I stopped loving you a long time ago. The Cheryl who loved you… You killed her with your own hands." I turned around to leave, but Brandon suddenly rushed forward and grabbed my wrist.

She replied almost immediately. Bowie: Something nice? Where are you taking me? Me: It's a surprise. Bowie: Wesley Chen. Me: Bowie Reyes. Bowie: I hate surprises. Me: You love my surprises. Bowie: …fine. But you owe me details. Me: I'll give you more than details tonight. Now go get pretty. I stared at the screen, a smile pulling at my lips. Three dots appeared, disappeared and appeared again. Bowie: I love you.

We also picked it because there were several youth clubs nearby — so if we wanted, we could go dancing later. Despite all the bold statements and the desire for a quiet revenge, I didn’t feel like drinking at all. The girls had wine, and I only sipped it occasionally — I didn’t need much anyway. But even without all that, we were having a great time: taking pictures, laughing. I felt good, and thinking about the Yartsevs — or how far their bachelor party had gone — was the last thing I wanted… but of course, that’s exactly what I kept thinking about, annoyingly. “Ah, Vicky!” Polina squinted dreamily. “How lucky you are to snag a man like that! You can tell right away it’s love! Sparks flying

Samantha said. "Look, Samantha. Let me tell you this now. I have had feelings for you since we worked at our previous place of work. I was always waiting for the perfect time to tell you, until that Allen appeared from nowhere. You have never noticed me, because I am just the ordinary Richard you know. With the way I see it, I don't think you will give me a chance now. You are also making me out of job by closing the clinic. Remember this, Samantha. No man will love you like I do and as from today, I quit from the clinic and I will not forget you. I won't forget you because you are mind. I will find you "

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.

The deity of love asked while watching the deity of fate writing her notes. “Hmm… It still depends on them and their luck,” the deity of fate replied. “I may be able to have them meet each other as early as possible in their next life, but they need a hundredfold of good luck to end well this time.” “Well, if that’s the case… Let’s go,” the deity of love said, grabbing fate by the hand. “Where?” “To find the deity of luck, what else?” FIN

12: damaged people attract damaged people. × Love- Love is crazy. Because there's hardly any difference. × Juliet Robert's crazy was coincidentally playing as he looked out of the bus with a fatigued smile. Both their excitement grew as he finally crossed into Zurich- 'Katharina'