Miss Beloved Novels & Stories

She asked her confusedly as her frown deepened. The woman gazed at her confusedly. You don't know? She asked wonder written on her face. Not wanting to waste more time, I stood up and walked closer to them. "Thank you madam for your help" we would take our Leave now" I said and she frowned. "She has amnesia and thus, can not remember anything except her name" I said wanting to clear her curiosity. Oh! She exclaimed and stared at Melissa pitifully. "My poor child" she exclaimed pulling her to a hug as tears trickled down her cheek.

So he never prepared before our registration. After they took a number and settled in to wait, I did not hesitate. I hailed a cab and headed straight home. The moment I walked in, I stripped off the skirt I had ironed carefully, shredded it, and watched it burn to ashes. I knew then, my seven-year love affair with him was meant to disappear just like that—up in smoke.

My heart swells reading its contents. Missy| Hey, I’m so sorry about the way I acted last night. I know your hands were probably tied, and you have to do what is best for Hailey. You are a good man, Adrian, and I shouldn’t have questioned that. I hope everything goes well today. Tell Hailey Brewer congratulations for me. I fucking love her. I love her so, so much. We are going to be fine. She’s my woman, and I hope one day in the near future I can make this perfect woman my wife.

She took a deep breath and exhaled with a smile, " I'm glad you agreed to meet me even though I've hurt you and Christian also, and I know you're so angry at me right now which you have every right to be. I'm sorry. I love Christian, and I love you; I never thought of losing you guys at the cost of anything, not even my actions. But as you said, I was selfish, not that I didn't notice his affection towards Clarisse, but I guess I was blinded by jealousy to care for his happiness. I pretend not to notice your stares, how you rushed down to my side from just a call; even now, you're angry, but yet here you are. You traveled all the way to Canada to be with me so I don't get lonely, but I turne

The realization hit me like a crashing wave, leaving me breathless and disoriented. To hear that she dismissed our connection and urged you to find someone else, someone deemed "better" than a Merfilk, shattered the foundation of trust I held dear. The storm within me, a tempest of hurt, heartbreak, and anger, threatened to consume me. But in that moment, my love, I made a choice. I chose to respect your wishes, for I would never want to force you into a life that brings you sorrow. It is my duty to honor your desires and the promise we made to each other. But please understand, Madissa, that my commitment to you remains unwavering.

Seraphine said. Maribel looked up. "I miss you," she said. "Not the dynamic we had, not what we were to each other in that horrible configuration, I don't miss any of that. I mean." She stopped. Tried again. "When we were seventeen. Before Adrian was part of any of it. Before I let myself become the kind of person who could do what I did." A pause. "I had a friend. And she was strange and funny and terrifyingly perceptive, and she used to make me feel like being a person was actually worth the effort." A pause. "I miss her. I've been missing her for years, and I didn't know what to do with that, so I made it into something ugly, and I aimed it at you. I will never, for the rest of my life, b

"What? You mean Timothy? We broke up a month ago." "Oh, I'm sorry." Elijah frowns. "Why? Don't be." I told him. "I realised I never actually loved him." "Why not?" He asks. "Because my heart is still waiting for the one guy I truly loved." I smiled. "Ah, you mean my stupid ass Cousin who ran away 8 years ago." Elijah sighed. "Isabelle's keeping track. I don't even remember what that guy looks like." I pointed at Aiden who's hugging his Cousin, and congratulating her wedding. "He might look something like that."

I knew I shouldn't be feeling like that because I loved Clyde and there was no room for anyone else in my heart. "Hey Shannon," Chris said, a hint of a smile in his voice. "How was your day, my dear princess?" "It was good," I replied. "Yours? My prince?" "It was terrible. Missed you so damn much." My smile became even bigger. "Stop exaggerating, Chris. I missed you too you know." "Will it be possible for me to see you, today?" He asked. "I really need to." "Yeah, that's alright." I told him. "Do you want to come here?"

He didn't finish his food again. ~°~°~°~°~ I'm on the terrace, staring blankly into the sky while thinking of Missy. To tell you the truth, Missy was my first love. I liked her the first time I saw her and the longer it went on the more I liked her. She's simple but gorgeous, fearless, and she's always being herself. She doesn't care what others would say to her. Who wouldn't fall for her?

Even in her stilt- heeled white go-go boots, he was taller. Humming with catlike pleasure, Missy twined slender arms behind his neck. She was fully made up and, as a result, didn’t tongue-kiss him. “I forgot what a lovely big brute you are. Clearly, it’s been too long since we’ve seen each other.” She pouted, which wasn’t his favorite expression, though her expertly painted mouth was beautiful. Not as beautiful as Rebecca’s, his treacherous memory pointed out.