Love Is A Gamble Ed Hardy Novels & Stories

The phone rang several times before it was answered. There was a noisy commotion on the other end, and someone was shouting, “Hurry up, are you in or out? Let’s play!” Upon hearing this voice, Lovey immediately frowned. “Scout, did you go gambling again?” Scout laughed on the phone. “No, I’m not gambling. I just had nothing to do, so I’m playing around. It’s not called gambling!” Lovey’s anger flared up. “It’s not called gambling? You owed someone 15 grand. How is that not called gambling?”

“While I promise to tell everything about me the day I will confess my love for you.” “Hold on, is this your way to say YES to my proposal?” Artemis asked, and his eyes twinkled. “You really have no issue with that? I mean, your past experience is not that too?” “Love is a gamble; you take a chance, let your heart go, Like a dice, You never know the result…. Until the end.” “Stop your poetry, Artemis,” Caroline said while he just grinned ear to ear.

And that love, real love, is the choice you make every single day. Even when it's hard. Especially when it's hard. Forever. THE END

Hardin said “ Am sorry it's just that..” “Don't tell me you love him? . Hardin said stopping the car “ I -I don't know ,I have never been Loved like this before am sure you know my story . It was my wish he never recovered his memory but I can't be selfish forever. He thinks I'm a gold digger .” Emily said sobbing Hardin was heartbroken to hear his sister cry . “ I'll take you to my Villa, it's not as big as Casper's but....”

“I thought we did.” My throat tightens. “Maybe saying ‘we’ is foolish now. He got his childhood sweetheart pregnant. Maybe I was the only one who believed we had become something real.” Tears gather in my eyes before I can stop them. Cassie immediately crushes out her cigarette and moves closer. She takes my hand firmly. “Listen to me,” she says. “I think Hardin loves you far more than you realise.” I shake my head immediately but she squeezes my fingers harder. “No, listen to me. When I stayed with you, I watched him. The way that man looks at you is insane because it's like his whole world revolves around you.”

he prolonged the word— "love is a gamble. Men like you don't get to be sentimental. You marry for leverage. For power. For something that lasts longer than lust." Aaron's jaw tightened, but he didn't speak. His grip on my waist tightened slightly. I could feel every heartbeat through his chest. His thumb brushed against my side distractedly, and for a moment, it didn't feel like we were pretending. "Maybe," I whispered, "not everyone thinks like you do.

I would never prove that Adrian was really serious about making everything work for us unless I give him an opportunity to do so. Bearing this in mind, I cupped mom’s face. “I appreciate your concern, mom. After all, Adrian was really a dick. But I trust what my heart is telling me now. I could feel Adrian’s sincerity when he told me how sorry he was for everything he did in the past. Let’s give him a chance. If he screws up once again, at least I know that I gave my all. Love is a gamble after all.”

"But life taught me that everyone who leaves us doesn't mean they want to. Some people leave our lives because they have to, not because they want to. One more thing, don't ever think a person will stay in your life permanently, even if you are committed to that person. There are times that people come and go, but the only thing two lovers get back to each other is their love. It is the most powerful word existing in this world, because it has the ability to keep your soul bound together." "So please, don't be afraid to gamble on love. It's hard to tell if you're gambling with the right person, because when we bet on the lottery, we don't even know if we're betting on the right number. That'

"You're just trying to get off easy. Love isn't about bailing when it gets hard—it's about sticking together through it." Hayden's fingers brushed my cheek, warm and steady. "I'd give up the whole world before I'd lose you." It wasn't like him to say things so bluntly, and that one line hit me square in the heart. A wave of emotions rolled over me—the time we'd spent apart, my anger, the harsh things I'd said, the way I'd tried to hurt him. I'd even let myself get close to someone else, just to make him jealous. Thinking about it now, he must've been wrecked.

Claudia approached me, but she kept glaring at the bearded man the whole time. "Mr. Rodney, you should know the rules, seeing as you're a regular here. Have you forgotten that you can't touch the goods before the auction?" The moment Mr. Rodney saw Claudia, he looked so terrified, as though he had just seen a ghost. He began stumbling over his words. "I… I didn't mean to do it!" Then, he pointed at me. "That slut was the one seducing me!" Claudia merely let out a cold chuckle. Then, she asked me, "Which hand did he use to touch you?"