Love Murdering Basketball Chapter 1 Novels & Stories

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Sienna Carter has three rules: keep her grades high, avoid drama, and never—ever date an athlete. But when a cheating ex shatters her pride, a transfer to Northgate University throws her straight into the path of Scott McCall, Alpha, quarterback, and campus golden boy. From the first clash, it’s war: football team versus cheer squad, Alpha versus Alpha. Then a scandal threatens Scott’s career, and his only way out is a fake relationship with the one girl immune to his charm. What starts as a game of pretend turns dangerously real. Rivalry becomes chemistry, banter becomes fire, and with sabotage lurking in the shadows, Sienna and Scott must decide if their fake bond is strong enough to sur

“I-I l-love you.” “No,” I choked out, my voice breaking between sobs. “You can’t do this to me, Micah. I love you, please.” I sniffed a ragged breath, my gaze dropping to his body, and I shook him hard, not caring that it may hurt, not when the warmth was fading from my hands. But it was too late; he didn’t even twitch, didn’t even make a sound to protest my treatment towards him. The bond that had bound us, the chain that linked us as mates, that same one that had been growing stronger in these recent times, shattered in an instant.

“Look. I’m your friend before anything else. And I care about you. That’s why I’m telling you, if this continues, someone is going to get hurt.” She meant me. I knew it, even if I tried to convince myself otherwise. “I just… I don’t know if I can stop,” I admitted, my voice breaking. “It’s him. Every time I think I’m over it, he shows up and it’s like–“ My breath shook. “It’s like my whole body remembers him before my brain does.” Mila’s eyes softened even more. She reached out and squeezed my hand. “I get it,” she murmured. “God, do I get it. But Yas… you are playing with fire.”

Messy, sleepy, endless love. END OF CHAPTER 107

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💎 SWEETHEARTS IN CRIME🎩 (He's A Dangerous Mafia🔞_She's A Slût👠) Chapter 31 Lewis felt his heart shattering to so many pieces. The look of hurt and betrayal in her eyes made his legs turn to jelly with his entire body disorganized "That bîtvh !'he suddenly roared as his eyes turned bloodshot red. His fist formed in a tight ball as he marched to Bexley

“This is the love story of the decade. People need to talk about it at reunions for the next fifty years. ‘Remember when those two finally stopped being idiots?’” Bianca pointed her fork at Jasmine. “I’m giving a speech. A long one. I’ve already got the title: ‘How Two Stubborn Dumbasses Finally Stopped Running From Each Other.’ Chapter one is Sebastian trying to hide Eli in his closet like a bad teen movie. Chapter two is the time Eli carried him off the court like a dramatic romance hero.” Eli groaned, rubbing a hand down his face. “Please tell me you’re joking.” “I’m deadly serious,” Bianca said cheerfully. “Maya’s helping me pick the most embarrassing photos. We have options.”

Chapters turned into a story. And before I could catch my breath, it was no longer a coping mechanism. It was a novel. In my story, the characters aren’t named Stacey and Noah, but anyone who truly looked could recognize us in the margins. The male lead is a basketball player with a fire in his eyes and the weight of his dreams pressing hard on his back. The female lead is older, cautious, guarding her heart like it’s glass but unable to resist the pull of something dangerous, something real.

Sensual Content Ahead. 🔞 This Book may be triggering for some. It is packed with Loads of erotic content, BDSM languages and Matured content I suggest that you stay off this book if younger than 21. Chapter 1. “Your last illness was caused by a mental condition. I’m sorry, Miss Jasmine, but I’m afraid you have a brain tumor. It must be operated on before it worsens and affects your thinking.” A tumor. In her brain. It felt like a death sentence wrapped in sterile sympathy.