Novel & Cerita My Lover's Personality Is A Little Strange Novel

My curiosity became so Intense that it won over me and I quickly grabbed it from where I kept it. I quickly turned the pages and read through its content, and I was surprised with what I read, it seemed like a love letter written specifically for someone. “Lucille Parker in love? The best female athlete in school…in love?. I was surprised and I read further, it seemed like a diary of her daily confession of her feelings for the one. That was how she put it in her book, but my heart kept asking, who? My mind drifted to the question she had asked me in the closet and the moment we shared. My curiosity had the better part of me so I read through the lines still trying to know who she loved in h

The little waitress with fire in her eyes and a softness in her soul that made him feel… Unsteady. Off-balance. Human. And God, he hated feeling human. He wasn’t supposed to want someone like her. Sweet. Uncomplicated. Broke. Ordinary. But ordinary had never looked so fucking beautiful. Ordinary had never smiled at him like she had — without fear. Without expectation. Mia was the first woman in his entire cursed existence who didn’t want anything from him… except maybe for him to leave her alone. But it was too late for that.

Love is really strange. I love a man I can't reach. My ex-boyfriend was a man who held my heart too tightly. I'm happy when I'm with him. He was the first man who made me feel love and made me this crazy. Even though many years have passed, I still can't forget the madness of his love. He may not be a romantic man, but he always has a way of making me a queen. I thought at first it was a ploy to ensnare me. He is famous as a lady killer. Besides loving him, I sometimes also doubt his feelings. Is it possible that a lady killer would love a woman like me?

She turned back and walked towards Kyle, she looked at him before looking at me, with a glare "No one will ever love you, you will never get a man as good as Kyle. You are pathetic Tara, sorry to say but no one likes a girl who keeps secrets from her boyfriend." Damn, she always gets me, I hate the fact she always gets to my head. She turned back and was about to leave when I stop her, I walked towards her and stood right in front of her, staring into her eyes "For your kind information Maria, you are the pathetic one, not me, if I remember clearly, Kyle didn’t cheat on me, actually, we were playing each other." I said before I looked at Kyle. It hurts me to lie but I have no other choice, I

A bit of hope flashed in her heart when she saw the girl she considered her rival walking with a tall man who looked just as handsome as Kevin. “Maybe that man is her new lover.” Lisa took a sip of orange juice and whispered.

"Hi Grey Grey! I wrote this for a week. I made a lot of effort because I want my vows to be special. I never told you that mommy Ella was teaching me how to overcome my dyslexia for the past months. I want it to be a surprise." I look at mommy Ella and she is tearily smiling and mouths ''I am proud of you." "I never thought that the guy I saw in the park will be my husband and partner in life. I honestly accepted that I will die single and alone. I mean who wants a dyslexic and weird girl right? I never thought that the guy I randomly gave flowers and chocolate because he is always alone will be my savior. Grey Grey, you always support and encourage me. You never told me to change myself. Y

I interrupted him, feeling my skin flush. Because at the end of the day, our nights were my favorite moments. I was discovering things I liked, new things I had never experienced before, and I was testing them now, with him, and he made me so his that I would forget, for a moment, that there were other people in the world. I had lived a whole life next to that man, my love, my favorite lover, in just a few days. And everything was perfect, except for…

I finally cummed with his name on my lips, and he followed moments after, spilling into me with a curse and a groan that echoed across the water. When it was over, he wrapped me in the robe and held me against his chest, breath still heavy. “Tell me,” he said softly, lips brushing my temple. “What game are you really playing, Lovia Diaz?” I smiled. “Wouldn’t you love to know.” He smiled too licking my lower lips. He then uttered against my lips. “You're kinda addictive…Do you have a boyfriend? I chuckled and rolled my eyes before responding. “Do I look like I have one?“ I asked.

"Do you have any idea what it's like to be unloved in your own home? To give all—your body, your health, your soul—and be treated as a stranger? And now this…" I hid my face in my hands. "I can't believe this occurred." He turned to the door. "You thought it enough to cry in my arms last night." It rendered me speechless. "I've seen your type before," he continued. "The sulky, miserable ones. The dead-eyed, smile-through-it ones. You play-act until play-acting is all you're ever any good at." He pushed open the door and glanced over his shoulder at me once, smiled. Not warmly. Just

I just don’t care, because I can do whatever I want to do with him when we’re home. We spent our whole time talking and not attending our first subject at all. (Please don't skip classes!) "Kanna, I have seen a makeup tutorial for a 002 cosplaying. Wanna try it out?" Noni asked. One thing that made me become close to Noni is because she is also a weeb like me. I remember when I found out that she also kept various tarpaulins and pillows of male characters in her room. She really thought that I would find it weird and I would suddenly ignore her! But I also immediately explained to her that I would not be angry because I am also a delusional fan girl. Good thing to have a friend like her but