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“Is there a reason you’re talking to me, or are you just bored of hearing your own voice?” Camille chuckled, amused by the jab. “Oh, I’m just being… helpful. You should know men like Damien don’t do forever. They play, they get bored, they move on. Especially when they weren’t the ones who started the game.” Serena frowned. “What game?”

Every woman wants to chase him, but his heart is being guarded with walls of ice that never seems to come down. Scarlett Miller, a business administration student; with the spice of fashion designing truly angelic, her eyes filled with love, kindness, and anything but hatred. Every man is ready to chase her yet her heart remains untouched free for anyone to steal, but she has yet to come across the thief that claims it as his possession. Will these 2 people ever come across each other, will that wall of ice ever melt with the warmness of kindness, will the man with too much hatred and too little love ever claim his possession, on the women with too little hatred and so much of love?

I said, feeling uneasy when his arms suddenly wraps my waist. "I was devastated. When Cami left, I feel like there's no sense in living in this world without the woman I love. But you were there beside me the whole time." He looks at me with his drunked eyes, I can smell the strong scent of the alcohol he drank earlier. "It really touched me when you were there the whole time, to the point that I got confused and realize what was going on inside my head. Yuji… Yuji, I like you." 'Dug dug, dug dug' I can feel my heart beating so fast from hearing Toma's words. I wasn't expecting this any sooner--no, I shouldn't have expect this at all. We're both guys and... I mean, who would've thought?

Someone texted me, but the number wasn’t saved in my contacts. Hi, darling. Did you miss me? – R

~Love is patient; Love is kind. For two hearts lost in the world of danger and deceit, Love is A Game With No Rules.~ Hello, thank you for reaching this far on the story ;) I’d like to introduce my books before AGWNR if it’s your first time stumbling upon my work. 1|Devin ~ CEO/Billionaire Romance 2|Don’s Fiancée ~ Mafia Romance 3|Promise Me Jake ~ Teen Romance [A sad love story.] 4|Evan ~ CEO/Billionaire Romance [Devin’s spin-off, but it can be read as standalone]

What is going to win love or hate? this book contains CEO Romance, love, family, friendship, violence and mature content read at your own risk

“Are you stalking me?” I shrugged. “Social media isn’t exactly private.” Silence stretched between us. I folded my arms. “So?” “So what?” “You and Dylan.” His jaw tightened. “That’s none of your business.” Irritation flickered through me. “Are you serious? You were engaged… or still engaged and then you slept with me. I think that makes whatever relationship you have with that gym rat my business.” He stood up from his seat, the slightest bit of his own irritation shining through his expression.

Dylan smirks and steals what’s left of Andre’s soda for himself, “then it sounds like you need to train really hard this summer and up the stakes of that signing bonus.” fuck . Andre is totally going to marry him.

*** I couldn't breathe as the image of the clinic flashed through my mind, Mara. The flooded the market and old apartment blocks. The people who had survived beside me for years. "Mara..." I whispered, the room spinning again. "Not if we reach the foundations first." Lucien's cold fingers wrapped around my wrist. The instant our brands touched, the burning heat vanished, and cool numbness spread through my arm. My lungs expanded, and our breathing slowly synchronized as the cold air around him swallowed the last of the burning inside me. Without realizing it, I leaned against his shoulder.

She smiled and poured herself a glass of champagne and sat beside me and we stayed like that for a while, her shoulder against mine, the city below us, and I let myself have it the way I rarely let myself have anything. We ended up on the bed without hurrying toward it. Sofia moved through everything at her own pace and it was always the right pace. She pulled me down over her and her hands moved to my belt and I helped her with it and we undressed each other the rest of the way and her mouth found my throat and I felt it everywhere.