Never After Mga Nobela at Kwento

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Whatever it was, I wasn’t ready. Eventually, though, the buzzing stopped, leaving a deafening silence in its wake. For a moment, I thought I might finally get some peace, but then it started again. This time, it was my mother’s name flashing on the screen. I stared at it, my finger hovering over the "decline" button. When the calls stopped again, they were quickly replaced by notifications. I finally grabbed the phone, hoping to silence it, but my eyes caught a glimpse of Amy’s name among the messages.

“Do you think it’s really over?” Nathan let out a slow breath. "For the time being. There will always be another war, though, if that's one thing I've learnt. In his arms, Anita swivelled, looking into his eyes. "After that, we battle together." His lips curled into a gentle smile. “Always.” Their lips locked in a kiss that included all of their unspoken vows and promises. This was no longer merely a contract. It lasted forever.

“Well. You two were acting very childish & we should head back. I don’t want to neglect my duties.” He nodded, “Yes, Princess. Let’s go.” We walked in peace before I disturbed the silence, “Sorry to bother you, Matt, but what does ‘always & never’ mean?” “Exactly what it says.” “Okay. Can you tell me what that is exactly?” I asked. He explained, “It means Zina or Chrystal would never forgive me if I never amended my relationship with you and it means that I always have to stay beside you to protect you. Do you understand now?”

Gracelyn's Pov After our vacation, I stayed in our apartment to continue my review. I missed my scheduled licensure exam before so I need to re apply again. I also went to church again. I want to renew myself. I haven't been to church for a long period of time now.

too late for that. After leaving his office, I try to recall what he has said to me all the way. I must try and succeed; I can do it and do it well. It is the only what I can do better, PLAYING MY CELLO. “Later.” I say to Nana “May God preserves you darling. See you later.” She replies and I climb out the car.

And I realized I liked that gaze very much—and the person behind it even more. I started the car again. In the rearview mirror, Samantha finally picked up the shredded ticket and limped away into the street corner. Snow began to fall. Celine turned on the heater, and soft Christmas music played through the car speakers. I pressed the accelerator, watching her face glow gently in the snowlight, and suddenly understood—true rebirth is not revenge, but learning how to plant flowers in the ruins. This time, I could finally say it without hesitation. Goodbye. And never again.

One look is all it takes. One look to spark an obsession. One touch to destroy every rule. One mistake to change everything. Step into a collection where desire is forbidden, power is intoxicating, and every heart beats to the rhythm of temptation. Alien commanders, ruthless royals, dangerous celebrities, sworn enemies, and forbidden lovers—all drawn together by an attraction too powerful to ignore. Some crave control. Some crave revenge. And some crave the one person they should never have wanted. These are stories where every stolen glance feels like a promise, every secret hides a dangerous truth, and every temptation dares you to give in. Twenty stories. Twenty fo

Because of my fragile health, my best friend, Eva, kept me on a tight leash growing up. She always told me, "Leah, you can't take risks." So for every date David and I planned, she had to test it out for me first. When the new roller coaster opened at the amusement park and she said it was too intense for my heart, David took her instead. After I booked a bed-and-breakfast by the ocean, Eva said the night breeze was too strong for me. So David spent the night there with her. I made reservations at a romantic couple's restaurant, only for her to say the menu might trigger an allergic reaction. That was why David took her to try it first. Every time they came back, Eva would look me in t

Time had a cruel way of softening what ought to remain sharp, sanding down even the most jagged moments until they could be remembered without drawing blood. A full week had passed since the stables, yet the memory lingered beneath my skin, warm and unsettled, refusing to fade into something harmless.