Novel & Cerita Love Murdering Basketball Chapter 1

, She says in an angry tone. "I also have no interest in reading your diary. I just wanted to see what is the reason for your coming here and now I have come to know that reason. After reading what you wrote, I have come to know that whatever I was telling you just now, was right and you also know that everything I told you before is also true. I told you earlier also, I don't want to harm you in any way. I just wanted to tell you the truth at that time and I have already told you that. Smaran loved you falsely in the beginning. He had falsely pretended to love you and if I obey you and also believe that he fell in love with you later. But now it seems to me that since she has come to know t

Lucas ~*~ The reason why I complained like a bitch was because it hurt like one. I knew it was stupid to stand there in front of Mari. The woman was unpredictable. She could manage to hide the trauma just to spite me. But I honestly didn't expect her to shoot me on purpose. I tried to suck it up and be a man, but it caught me off guard for fuck's sake. There was no guilt whatsoever in Mari's eyes when she squatted in front of me, studying the blood on my pants. However, I couldn't miss the fact that the pulse on her neck was like a galloping horse, and her elegant fingers were subtly shaking. Yet she tried her best not to look like she took a tour in hell. I continued to press the towel on

Has he finally get to start seeing her as a human and not just a tool for his years of revenge? Will he take out the revenge he planned on Arthur on her now that he's late? *Hi Loves 👋 This chapter has been a bit problematic, ideas keep coming and going until I was able to twist out this. How is it? Keep your engagements coming*

"You’re really going through with this?" "Of course," Revansh said, stretching his arms. "You think she’ll fall for you?" Revansh scoffed. "They always do." "And when she does?" Revansh’s smirk faded slightly, his gaze turning cold. "Then I’ll break her heart infront of the whole school." Because love was nothing but a game. And in this game, Revansh Malhotra never lost. ࿇ ══━━━━✥◈✥━━━━══ ࿇ So how was the chapter yall? Any thoughts of the characters?

READER BONUS: THE EVIL VILLAINNESS IS MY LOVER CHAPTER 1-135 PROGRESS: (0/135) “Eh? Isn’t this my favorite w******l that I read back then?” I tapped on the name, and the chapters appeaered in front of me, all summed up to chapter 135, where I last read before I reincarnated. I giggled happily, glad that I’m able to read it here even though I’m no longer back at my old world. However, I guess I won’t see the end, because chapter 135 still tells the part where Minerva got kidnapped by some Demon Lord because he loved her. For those who’re wondering what genre “The Evil Villainness id My Lover” is, it solely revolves around romance. Yeah, I know. The character is epic and all, but all of them w

The elder sister frantic and despaired, prayed to the Moon Goddess and created a pair of moonlight necklaces, defeating the dark magic and saving the pack and her lover. I closed the book, feeling sorrow for the characters' fates. Love unrequited leads to resentment, and disaster follows. Every girl's loss in love is destined for destruction. I wished all girls could maintain their sanity when in love and have a beautiful ending. I was ready to leave when I opened the door, and a man was standing outside. I quickly tried to close the door, but he pulled it open before I could. My blood boiled when I recognized him. "Stay away from me, Barnett." I pushed him away with disgust.

Chapter One Hundred and Five: The Drag Path Content Note: This chapter contains intense action, depictions of vengeance, and themes of moral corruption. Reader discretion is advised. Grey skies. Cold mud. A handful of black umbrellas huddled around a hole in the ground. The rain fell in a miserable, steady drizzle, soaking everything. Ian stood apart from Min’s few mourners. He wasn’t crying anymore. He was just… empty and hallow inside. A statue carved from grief and a cold, hard fury. The rain plastered his hair to his forehead, dripped from his nose and chin, but he didn’t seem to feel it.

The class was boring and was putting me to sleep. The bell rang after some time, and I rushed out of the class. I went to literature class next and took a sit beside Hope this time around. We still didn't talk because Mr. Johnson didn't allow us to. I remember when Mr. Johnson humiliated me on my first day at school. I planned to kill him, but Solomon dared me to touch him. He was lucky he had Solomon on his side, or he would have been dead a long time ago. The class went in a dash, and up next was gym class which was a double period. I met Solomon in the locker room, and we dressed in our basketball kit. We walked into the court and met the coach waiting on the court already.

AN EXCERPT FROM BOOK 2; "The last time I felt fear was when my mother died. Ever since then, I have never felt anything close to that and never have I allowed myself to be vulnerable but seeing you in that state, in a pool of your own blood, I felt both fear and vulnerability at the same time. I... I didn't know what to do. Dropping to my knees wasn't because I feared those pointing their countless guns at me but it was because who keeps me living was lying in front of me, unconscious.... I realized Kemi, that though you are a positive influence to my life but I am the complete opposite. It was stupid of me to think there would be a happy ending for us and to even think it would be possible.

They said a wild beast infiltrated our town, which made the Mayor put a curfew on Weekends, because they noticed that a lot of these unusual killings happen on weekends. I'm on a campaign to deliver answers for the people and put an end to all these deaths. Mum, you said deliver answers? You don't believe the killings are animal related? Not at all dearie, I feel there's more to what they are saying to us and I'm going to prove it. Speaking of addressing issues, I'm trying to find someone who lives in this town. Her name is Molly, she's my neighbor's daughter. He hasn't heard from her in days now and he's stressing out. You know this is a little town. Do you have a photograph of her? Yes, I