Love Murdering Basketball Chapter 1 Mga Nobela at Kwento

I angrily muttered, "oh no class is over. I better start leaving before anyone approaches me." I stood up, and slid my book into my back. I was walking past my seat when I felt someone nudge me. My bag slipped off my hands and I bent down picking it up not caring to see who it was. All I wanted was to leave quickly but I got pushed again and this time, I turned around bowing my head and peeking under my lashes to see who it was. I wasn't at all surprised to see that it was Mandy and Mckayla. I tried to walk from them but Mckayla nudged my arms and I stood back.

Ronan shouted my name. But I was already moving. I lunged at Elena Ashford, my claws extending, my teeth bared. I didn't care about the consequences. I was going to kill her. END OF CHAPTER 10

“Because when I will take it all away… it’ll hurt that much more.” *** Hey loves! How was the chapter? Leo is turning really evil, no? Hehe Do share your reviews and comments. Don't forget to follow for more. xoxo

He smirked and pulled my Nose between his teeth and bit on it. A sharp piercing pain ran through my body at his action. "Even if you Kill 100 more people, I would still want you with the same passion, i would still make love to you and then fuck you hard, I would still sleep beside you, with you in my arms. I would still dedicate my every breath to you". And in that moment I hated myself, before claiming his lips. Locking them together. *** Love Pia. Hope you all enjoyed the chapter.

The great Xavier Thompson have girls on his feet for his looks, everyone knew he is walking Greek God, girls offer themselves to this player, so I am no different from them for him, but only a hard girl with emotions that he has to tame, he played with me being like friend making me like him, he married me and made me fall in love deeply with him, later he himself planned to kill me to get rid of me to continue his player ways, may be I am hard to get rid of, but can someone stoop that low to get rid of a person who love him beyond his thinking, just to satisfy his player needs, may be I am not beautiful for him when compared to other girls especially Aria diaz, pronouncing her name itself m

How could Eve die? A/n: yay! The last chapter, thanks a lot for reading till the end 🤗 Love y'all my readers 😘

I know we would end up like this and i am enjoying the pleasures. After a few moments... My moans and his, mixed with the noise of the running water...when we started to made love inside the bathroom. ****I apologized for a very short chapter today everyone, i hope you ladies are doing alright. I just wanted to take a deep breath before i write the last five chapters of this book, and i would like to say a million thanks for reading. I love you all so much!!!****

This is another POV from Luke. He wants you guys to know a little bit more about his story and see where all those bruises are coming from. This chapter has some triggering events but nothing too serious. Read carefully. Love, always. (Luke starts his narration from the day of the paint prank) Luke's POV

I grab the book off the shelf and drop to the floor, right there in the aisle. My fingers tremble as I flip to the end. I already know what happens, but I can’t stop myself. Luke Thorne, the immortal hockey star. The one man who ever loved like he meant it. And the heroine fails him. I stare at the final panel, my tears dripping onto the page. “She let him die,” I whisper. My throat closes. “She let him die alone.” I press the book to my chest and sob, rocking back and forth like a child.

The first chapter sets the tone: Tshepo’s secret gambling problem begins to intertwine with family tensions, creating ripples that will affect everyone. Chapter 1 – Tshepo’s Gamble (Expanded) Tshepo sat at the edge of the small table in his apartment, the weight of another week’s losses pressing down on him. The cards lay scattered, remnants of the late-night gambling sessions he’d promised himself would end “just this once.” The numbers on the receipt from the betting shop seemed to mock him: debts he couldn’t ignore, lies he couldn’t untangle, and a future that felt increasingly unstable.