Love Fate Novelas e Histórias

"I can not live with him, not even a single second." The shiver ran in her body, she fell on the floor. Trembling lips opened in panic. "You are my Slave!!! Sia David" His voice echoed in her ears. She rested her knee with her stomach. She had accepted death as her fate but the slavery of that Tyrant whom she hated the most in her life. It was unthinkable for her. In Bangalow of Mayor,

Kate. Skylar: G****e plays Godspeed by Frank Ocean. This is my jam. I sat back, chilled, and listened to this masterpiece. Guess I must have gotten carried away. It is funny how time seems to go fast when you are caught up in the moment. Love is amazing but yet it can also cause distress. Love is like a virus, once it gets into your system you can't get rid of it. There is no cure but it can be controlled. No matter how much you try to resist this kind of temptation, you end up falling in love. The great wizard casts a spell so powerful that even you cannot break from it. Love is not for the weak. Love knows no status. Whether you are rich or poor, at the end of the day everyone finds love.

I have been looking for you everywhere I was worried sick. “I didn't mean to worry you Rain, that was the last thing on my mind to hurt you” William sighed deeply. It was now or never he realized. “I love you; Rain I know you can't have pups and that werewolves’ mate for life, but there's no one I'd rather spend my life with. I like how you never give up; I have admired your strength during hunts, and how you take advantage of everything around you to hunt. Will you walk life together with me?” He asked, hopefully barely able to contain what he felt.

He stayed on top, breathing hard while clenching my neck, trying to suck the life out of my body. “No,” I screamed, kicking the air and punching his bleeding wound. He smiled in mirth, knowing that my consciousness began to fade away. How did we end up here? We were madly in love. I devoted myself to him, bare my soul only for him. Yet, the love was gone in a blink of an eye. “I would have given you the luxury to stay in my pack if you had accepted the fact that I’ve found my fated mate. I would have left you living your best life here. But not anymore. You prove to me a jealous female could be very dangerous.”

“Oh, sweetheart, isn’t it obvious? Asher and I are together now. You can leave.” Erica looked at Asher, hoping to find in his features, an apology or even a reason. But his hazel eyes held no sympathy. He grabbed the pile of papers from his desk drawer and put them on the desk . “Sign these,” he said, pushing them toward her. Her gaze fell upon the bold headline in the top of the page. Divorce Agreement. Her heart shattered. “You’re divorcing me?” “It’s for the best,” he said simply. The words cut deeper than any blade. Erica felt the weight of Miley’s gaze, the ego falling off her in waves. She could barely breathe as her hands trembled at her sides.

“Felix, you idiot.” When I woke up, my face was already streaked with tears. I had been holding onto Eugene’s hand so tightly that my nails had dug into his skin. “Sorry, I got drunk,” I muttered. Eugene was quiet for a while before he finally asked, “Who’s Felix?” I couldn’t remember the last time I had heard someone say his name. It was as if the world had chosen to forget him. “He was my love,” I replied softly.

Living together with a mate is an attempt to unite the contents of two different heads. Rejection, selfishness, anger, despair, love, and mutual love are united in a bond called Fate. The End.

Love. Love. Love.

“After everything we’ve felt for each other, you don’t think that there’s any chance--” Enzo shook his head and interrupted me. “No, Nina. I’m sorry, but now that I’ve experienced her scent, I know that she’s my fated mate, and there’s no denying it.” I felt tears well up in my eyes again. “But all of the times we wanted to be together… All of the times that it felt as though we couldn’t resist…” “Love is different from lust,” Enzo replied. His voice was dark and low. “I’m sorry. But I think that all we ever really had between us was lust. It was doomed from the start.”

If I ignored her only post on Facebook, I might really believe she was totally innocent. ‘I've found the man I want to spend my life with. I hope you have too.’ It was a chat screenshot. The person she chatted with had a familiar blue wave avatar. He: [Do you refuse to come home because of me?] She: [He loved me a lot.] He: [Then what am I in your heart?} It was the day before New Year's Eve four years ago. Reading that, I suddenly laughed. It turned out that I was just a tool he used to force Scarlett to come back from the very beginning.