Love Games Novel Novels & Stories

That she would fight. But she hadn’t. And now, she had done it again. The soft chime of the café door closing behind her felt like a gunshot, shattering the last illusion I had clung to. She still loved me. I saw it in her eyes, in the way her breath caught when she looked at me, in the way her fingers had trembled when she touched me. But love wasn’t enough. Not in her world. Not when the man she was bound to was Damien Laurent.

"Sorry, Honey. I shouldn't have lied to you. Actually, the plants in the bag in my room weren't Love Vines. Those are Soul-Binding Vines that a curse caster uses." When a person was cursed with it, they would develop a strong infatuation with the caster. That was why so many of the male employees at the company were obsessed with Tracy and Tracie!

My fingers were trembling. His weren’t. He laced them through mine. And we drove like that for miles, two fugitives with a shared breath and a growing bond stitched together by fear, fire, and the very thing neither of us dared to name yet— Hope. --- Author's Note Thank you so much for reading Chapter Nine of Until the Lie Loved Me! Things are heating up for Celeste, and the stakes are only going to climb from here. What did you think of the escape? The moment in the car? The growing tension between Celeste and the man she’s starting to trust?

I finally cummed with his name on my lips, and he followed moments after, spilling into me with a curse and a groan that echoed across the water. When it was over, he wrapped me in the robe and held me against his chest, breath still heavy. “Tell me,” he said softly, lips brushing my temple. “What game are you really playing, Lovia Diaz?” I smiled. “Wouldn’t you love to know.” He smiled too licking my lower lips. He then uttered against my lips. “You're kinda addictive…Do you have a boyfriend? I chuckled and rolled my eyes before responding. “Do I look like I have one?“ I asked.

“And the full Nightshade family is in danger after that, they cleanse him of you.” Execution. “There's no possibility of you winning this,” Elias' voice goes soft. “You can only choose the version of loss where one person is safe.” He steps closer, “you think love is stable.” I don’t respond. “It is not, it's destabilizing and rough.” His voice becomes gravelly and hoarse as he stares at me dead in the eyes. “ you think you can withstand the heat, you cannot. Not without burning everything to the ground.” My jaw tightens.

I destroyed everything. My father’s plans. My future. The arrangement that was supposed to secure power, wealth, protection. All of it… gone. Because of one night. Because I let myself feel something I was never supposed to. Because I chose him. Even if it was only for a moment. ⸻ But here’s the truth I can’t run from— John is the only man I’ve ever loved. The only one I ever will. And no matter how far I go… No matter how much I try to erase him…

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.”

She knew excuses wouldn't work in front of someone who had once seen her obsession with the guy named Noah Sullivan. "If you don't want to answer, it's alright. I'm just asking it casually." Vivienne looked at Angelina and answered, "People don't just forget their first love. Especially the unrequited one. Because it becomes a scar that is always poked whenever a new person comes along in your life."

You didn’t have a say in all these, " Violet said with a barely whisper voice. She ran her fingers across my broad chest seductively as she bit her lips slowly, trying so hard to annihilate the rage burning in my heart. “You are mine, mine alone. I love you, Raymond. I honestly do.” She pleaded as she kissed me gently making me feel the intensity of her lips on mine. “Love? Ha Ha Ha”…..The sound of my laughter was filled with derision and scorn as I teased mockingly. Immediately, the smile on my face disappeared and I gripped her soft hands. “I have been a victim of your games. You play quite well, I am impressed.” My voice dripped with sarcasm.

Across the town, Daniel, a reserved bookstore owner, buried himself in the pages of novels, seeking refuge from a past that cast a shadow over his heart. Fate orchestrated their first meeting in the town's charming café, where the aroma of freshly brewed coffee mingled with the delicate notes of a piano. Their eyes locked across the room, and in that moment, the symphony of Serenity Falls played the first chords of their love story. As Lila frequented Daniel's bookstore, seeking solace in the words that lined the shelves, their connection deepened. Daniel, captivated by Lila's vibrant spirit, found the courage to share the chapters of his own life that he had kept hidden for so long.