Loveless Final Fantasy 7 Novels & Stories

she waves goodbye to each child as they go out the room one by one, as they were all being picked up by parents and drivers. The last kid goes out, she noticed a cerulean blue coloured jug, with a name on it. "Charleston Dale Albertson". She ran outside and shouted his name, hoping that the kid or the driver will hear. "Charlie! You left this, honey!" Charlie went back running to her, and the man who is holding his hand turned. Everything has seemed to stop. It was Jon, wearing a white and blue striped sweater, and grey trousers. Jon started walking towards her, and everything seemed to be moving at a very slow pace. It was the most awkward moment of their lives, and as Charlie grabs the jug

"Don't you love me? If you don't, then why? Why have you always been so good to me?" "Because I promised your father," he stated, his voice deliberate and stern. "I have no romantic feelings for you. The only person I love is Cammy. Given the circumstances, it is best for you to be abroad." As he spoke, he took out his phone to begin the arrangements. With a sob of desperation, Chloe snatched a fruit knife from the hall table and raised it to her wrist. Jonathan moved faster, wrenching it from her grasp. The blade sliced deeply across his palm. She stared, horrified, as blood welled and dripped to the floor.

“There’s a man outside who insists on seeing you.” Henry didn’t need to ask who it was. He slammed his laptop shut and took long strides out of his study. Amy was staring out her bedroom window, like she was expecting someone. She has been doing that for the past two weeks, hoping to see the man she loves drive through that gate. As if her prayers were heard, she noticed Bryan’s black Lamborghini driving into the compound. She began smiling to herself, as tears of joy blurred her vision. She wiped her eyes and ran out of the bedroom.

I showered off his smell and his touch, I hated this part, I didn’t want to have to shower it away every time, but I also couldn’t just risk anyone being able to get a whiff of his scent on my fur. I was an emotional wreck as I lay in my bed after my shower. I didn’t know how much longer I could take all of this. I didn’t know how much longer I could possibly hide this big secret of mine, it was literally eating away at me. My mind was ticking away and I struggled to wind down. I needed some sort of distraction to help me sleep so I plugged in my headphones and dozed off listening to my favourite band, The Fray, whilst my mind also consumed him yet again…

I finished my shower and walk into my room in a towel. I walk to my closet when I catch a whiff of cologne. And I sigh inwardly because that god awful smell can only belong to one person, my ex boyfriend, Landon Pierce. Landon is a very attractive guy, he has white as snow blonde hair, the kind thats long on top and shaved on the sides and the prettiest blue eyes I’ve ever seen. Definitely a drastic change from my hazel green eyes. He’s tall, with broad shoulders and tanned skin. His only downfall is that he is a major dbag and I broke up with him for cheating on me with my ex best friend Matilda Crossford.

If I told him I knew he was fooling the matrix and very much with my uncle then he'll know I'm still loyal to Alonso and no one can know about this. “Well look at us, always on the same side of the game, isn't that destiny?” He looked at me with a grin on his face. “Destiny my arse” I looked outside the window. “I can still help you get your mind off Lorenzo” Haze had a sly smile on the corner of his lips. “I've got wild imaginations when it comes to you Jacqueline… imagine us fucking while driving” “Ew” I playfully pushed his head “Ew? Few minutes ago you wanted me to take your ability to walk.. but whatever”

Mike tightened his face more. "There is nothing special again. All my fantasy has been shattered." The event ended successfully despite the challenge it earlier encountered. Jane's family was taken unawares so they opted for a cash gift instead. Mike recovered the money he borrowed from the bank. They proceeded to their hotel room after the wedding. Mike had a picture of Gabrielle in his head all through the night. The sexual fantasy gave him erotic satisfaction, making his wife feel loved. None of them mentioned Gabrielle's name until they checked out of the hotel. Mike did not stop calling her number whenever he had the opportunity.

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The only sign of his fear and anger showed in the clenching and unclenching of his fists. "Seven million dollars isn't all that outrageous, is it?" Someone whispered to a companion. "Which is weird. My agent knew I was ready to bid fifteen million dollars. I must have a word with him." Sandra's husband fumed. "Ronica, how much did you buy yours?" She shrugged. "I don't know." A united gasp of disbelief passed through the room. "I must confess that I haven't been totally honest. The Sapphires were given to me by an earnest friend. He never told me the price."

she moaned, wrapping her legs around him, dragging him deeper into her. They made love like war—sweat, curses, whispers of revenge and healing all tangled in moans. The office lights flickered above them, unnoticed. The world outside could burn; all that mattered was this collision—brutal, desperate, and overdue. Afterward, their breathing was the only sound in the room. Zia pressed her forehead to his. “You good?” Lorenzo looked at her like she was the only thing that made sense. “No,” he said.