Novel & Cerita M2m Stories

Then, she said, “You know what this sounds like, right?” Amelia narrowed her eyes. “Don’t say it.” Maya grinned. “Enemies to lovers.” Amelia groaned. “Maya, I swear—” “Just saying,” Maya sang. “It’s a classic trope.” “Not our trope,” Amelia shot back. Maya giggled. “We’ll see.” Amelia rolled her eyes. “Anyway,” she said, “enough about him. I have other news.” “Ooh,” Maya said. “Spill.”

Hence, she made her way to the study and powered on the long-forgotten computer. She logged into the M Base system and was greeted with a flood of emails. It was so overwhelming that she couldn't possibly read them all. Many people reached out, hoping she'd return, participate in activities, and attend events. Millie despised revealing her identity. M Base operated like a black market. It was a platform to sell and buy work. However, exposing her identity was utterly out of the question. M was an incredibly influential figure. If she were to show up, it would send everyone into a frenzy.

My parents were young and love each other before getting married. After two years of getting married they had me. Initially, my mother was also in another relationship before meeting my Dad. She had a very close friend whom she tells every secret about herself. My mother values her friendship with Viva as she is fondly called. She tells her everything, her pain and when she is happy. Viva knows my Mom's ex boyfriend Palo and also knows my Dad. After my Mom met my Dad and they later got married, she did not quit her previous relationship with Palo.

Hussain yelled earning looks from the people beside them. "This is not how to talk to your twin brother, someone you have not seen for decades. At least, appreciate him, he wants to things right" Umar admitted. Hassan felt remorse for what he did back then, and he tried to get to Hussain but he kept pushing him out. It was Umar's plan to get him to museum so that they will sort it out like the mature adult they are. Umar signaled Nafisa to leave them there while they take a stroll in the museum, checking the art works. " Are you sure they won't kill each other?" Nafisa questioned worriedly.

“Then maybe that’s your answer.” Later that night, Ryan stood by his window. The streetlights blurred in the distance. His inbox pinged again a reply from L. Tansey, offering a call. He didn’t answer yet. Instead, he opened a blank page. And he typed: “A Story That Doesn’t Belong To You” by Ryan Calloway He stared at the title for a long moment. Then under it, he wrote: “This isn’t a story about revenge. It’s about reclaiming.” Two weeks later.

“If I’m not…I think it might be best to end the contract and pay our debt back properly.” “That’s probably a good idea.” Michelle said. “You know what else would be a good idea? You should tell Cade the truth about what happened back then.” I chewed my lip in thought. I thought of Cade’s life. I thought of the marriage alliance he mentioned, of marrying a high-born mafia heiress. I thought of how different his life had become, and how it felt like both of us had become people the other no longer recognizes. “I don’t think there would be a point in telling him the truth.” I said after a moment. “There’s no point explaining things that won’t change anything.”

His face is even more puzzled. If you’re wondering how casual currently we are, even though we ended last night on an awkward note, well… I explained it. Usually, in stories, they just skip to the next day/ chapter as if nothing happened, but NO. IT’S NOT LIKE THAT AT ALL. How I wish it was. I have to thoroughly explain EVERYTHING. Even the finger-partner part. Good heavens, they don’t know about that! Why? IT’S BECAUSE THEY DON’T DO IT! I can’t believe it. They go straight to the point; no foreplay! What a sad world this is…

He answered and I rolled my eyes. "He does not even seem ecstatic about it at all." He said and we sighed. He must be scared to accept considering how our Luna died. "But he should for the pack." I added and they shook their heads. "You don't know how the mate bond works. I am very sure he will be fighting off every feelings of his to keep her in there. The mate bond is not just there. It is attraction. It is death." My father said while my mother nodded in agreement and I shook my head gently.

Lakshmi dragged her statement much more than what was needed. Mia didn't even say anything to her as she just kept on blinking her eyes multiple times. "Aren't you going to ask me what the good and the bad news are?" Lakshmi arched her eyebrows. "No," Mia shrugged. "Why?" Lakshmi was quite confused as they both walked towards Mia's locker. "Because I know you are going to tell me" Mia brought out a book from her school bag and gently placed it in the locker. " The good news is my brother is alife and the bad news is…well…my brother can't remember anything… well he remembers some things like his name and the memories before he actually met my dad but he doesn't remember anything after that.

She didn't know what the future held, but in that moment, she was willing to completely surrender to the now, to the men who, in unexpected ways, had become an essential part of her life. The night continued, marked by moments of intense passion and tenderness. Elena, Evan, and James moved in a synchronized dance of desire and care, exploring the limits of their newfound connection. And as the hours passed, the journalist realized that despite all the complications and challenges she faced, she had found something precious in that unexpected refuge. Eventually, exhaustion overtook them, and the three settled in bed, intertwined, feeling the warmth of each other's bodies. Elena fell asleep wi