Love History Caused By Willful Negligence Novel Novels & Stories

An unusual gentleman offers his assistance, but he doesn’t know the truth behind her haste to flee from the city. Gabriel Hill lives in his father’s shadow, determined to make his own way for once. When he comes across a lovely young woman on board La Voyageur, he takes it upon himself to help her on her journey toward New Orleans. As strange events unfold, neither is prepared for the danger closing in on them both… Upon Your Love (Book Three of the Heiresses in Love Series) Genre: Victorian Maritime Romance/Family Saga The Hill family saga concludes as loyalties are questioned, faiths will be tested, and undying love may come at a terrible cost…

His aunt just shook her head as she watched him going into his room, Alex was not like that in the past, he was a kind person, he usually treats everyone was the love and care but after the incident, he had become cold towards everybody especially the opposite gender, the only ones he was not cold to was were the people that were close to him. Alex lay down on his bed staring at his ceiling, his mind drifting to the matters of the past, he remembered how much he had loved Lydia, shown her love, care, attention, and everything a girl would ask for, but in the end, what did she do to him, she broke his heart by cheating in him with James, he had tried to ask her the reasons behind her action b

“Local coverage first. Then national. Wealthy recluse dies in accidental fire. No survivors. No mention of vampires. No mention of treason.” Ivan shook his head faintly. “So that is it. Centuries of influence gone overnight.” “That is always how it ends,” I said. “Quietly. History does not remember conspirators. It remembers outcomes.” Silence settled again, heavier now. Ivan stared at the ground like it might confess something to him if he waited long enough. “I did not know you would do this,” he said finally. “I know.” “Would you have done it if Margot asked you not to?”

How to make the novel proceed well, how will I make them fall in love with each other to avoid misfortunes. Last night, I figured out something before sleeping. And that is, if the novel didn't proceed well, it could ve chaotic in this empire. Since the plot has no direction at all, it could get messy just like this. So if this continues, if the heroine and male lead continues to be indifferent with each other, we can meet misfortunes in the future and I will no longer know the future whuch can become inconvenient and worrisome

Juliet walked towards the door and stepped out of my room. "Now, my diary." I turned towards the wardrobe and I was almost approaching it when I spotted a pink book lying on the floor besides the drawers. I stared at it for a while and I thought aloud, "isn't that my diary?" I walked towards it and I knelt and picked it up. I looked at it clearly and I saw my name scribbled on the book cover. I flipped it open and I noticed that several pages have been torn out of it. I was stupefied and furious. "There is only one person who could have done this."

" Christopher's Eye's turned sharp as he glared at Sarah for the briefest of moments. He closed his eyes taking in a deep breath before slowly exhaling. 'She doesn't known calm down, hell I wouldn't know if it wasn't for the library here.' There were so many moments he would completely forget that Sarah, or for that matter most of the world were completely oblivious to events of the past. 'Well he handled that much better then he would have in the past.' Elise lightly smiled. It truly did warm her heart to see Christopher slowly inching out of the thick shell he had hid inside for so many years. "If there's two things you must always remember no matter what little princess it's this. First,

“The man history forgot was the man who saved it.” ⸻ Elara looked at the damaged portrait. Now she understood. Someone had not destroyed Alaric’s face because they hated him. They destroyed it because his identity was dangerous. If people knew the Forgotten King existed… They would question everything. They would ask why history remembered only one side. They would discover that the greatest love story of their ancestors was not a story of betrayal. It was a story of sacrifice. ⸻ Riven stepped closer. “Elara.” She looked at him.

“A battle of promises, two families, the Blackwoods and the Farrows. This land was theirs and they fought for generations. A hundred years ago, the last heirs, a Blackwood boy and a Farrow girl fell in love. They tried to run away in those woods.” She caught her breath, wheezing. “The families caught them, right on that line. The boy was killed. The girl... she cursed them and the land that saw it. Said the land would bear no fruit until their love’s truth was known. Then she jumped from a cliff, and the families left, shamed. The story was lost but the land... the land never forgets betrayal.” The story hung in the air, a tragedy carved into the soil. The Gnarlroot fed on a century of lost

The one thing in his life he had never wanted anyone to know. Will had always been careful, always meticulous about his actions. His affair with Brenda had been a reckless decision, but he had convinced himself it would never surface. It had ended years ago, tucked away in the shadows where it belonged. Yet fate had played a cruel trick on him. Brenda was now in Hardy’s life. And Hardy, completely oblivious to the history between them, was madly in love with her. Will clenched his fists under the table. Hardy could never know. Neither could Cassandra.

He again reminded me of the kind guy who brought me everything I needed while I was Daniel’s prisoner the first time. Maybe, what Daniel and I did in this life had already changed things for the better? I could only hope as we all started the search for a shard of paper that would save my people from a lot of heartache. I found an old history book and started to read, the and more I read, the more my jaw dropped. “Please tell me that you haven’t come across something inappropriate.” Daniel laughed and I realized I had been gaping at the book. “No, not inappropriate, but definitely eye-opening. Did you know that the war started because one of your ancestors fell in love with one of mine?” I w