No Love Allowed Novels & Stories

"Don't you love me? If you don't, then why? Why have you always been so good to me?" "Because I promised your father," he stated, his voice deliberate and stern. "I have no romantic feelings for you. The only person I love is Cammy. Given the circumstances, it is best for you to be abroad." As he spoke, he took out his phone to begin the arrangements. With a sob of desperation, Chloe snatched a fruit knife from the hall table and raised it to her wrist. Jonathan moved faster, wrenching it from her grasp. The blade sliced deeply across his palm. She stared, horrified, as blood welled and dripped to the floor.

Mother, I held onto those nights for so long, only to find you had forgotten them long ago. Perhaps they had never seen parents so cold-blooded; the livestream chat was flooded with nothing but sympathy for me.

said Amra annoyed . Aron got up from his bed then started to get dressed . Amra kept staring at him with an annoyed expression . " The way you are staring at me is bothersome . You better say what you want to say out loud . " said Aron . " I really hope that there is actually someone out there who can make you understand what love is . Then you will stop sleeping with all these girls like this . " said Amra . " Love ? You gotta be kidding me ! There's no such thing as love. Love is nothing more than mere sex ! " said Aron with a smirk while he dressed up .

“We’ve come too far. We… we love each other.” The Queen’s eyes go wide, then she rises to her feet, her gaze slicing into me like a blade. I might as well have spat a curse into the air. “You are forbidden to love,” she says, her voice shaking with fury and disbelief. “You cannot love one another. It is an order.” “Then let me leave,” I blurted out, my chest tight. “Let me go abroad, or anywhere away from here. Let me try to find my real parents, somehow, I will. But I can’t stay here and be forbidden to love Gregory. I…”

Don't even know how he became angry because of a stupid game , Ronnel is even a better kisser than him on top of that . Me : It's not like l ordered them to fight sir Annoyed l rolled my eyes as l gave the Reverent Father a bored look . Fasten your seat belts darlings for this mark the beginning of my forbidden love story : Uthando Olungekho Emthethweni {illicit love} ...

10 RULES OF OUR LOVE LOLA'S POV “You were planning to force me into getting married to Anna Richard, dad, so I came up with the idea of a contract wife, and I went ahead with it. But the contract is in the past now because I love Lola so much, and I can’t live without her,” Andrea explained to his dad, and his dad breathed out a sigh of relief.

“Sweetie, look. "The thing is," Veronica began to say, but knew Lisa wouldn't believe her no matter how she framed her sentences. Who’d believe any of what she was about to say? “Tia, would you like to come with me? In the meantime, maybe we can get some of your things. We need to be leaving soon.” Veronica said. Tia wasn’t allowed to go anywhere alone or with strangers. In fact, she wasn’t allowed to go anywhere if Marc wasn’t with her. She looked at Marc for permission who instantly nodded. A surprised Tia got up from her seat and followed Veronica who was almost out of the door.

She didn’t mean to hurt her daughter with those words, she was just confused. “Baby, for the sake of everyone involved, please end this relationship before it goes any further.” Paula calmly said. “I can’t do that, mom. I love him.” Amy replied, moving away from her mom. “You don’t love him, honey. You’re just confused… Please, put a stop to this forbidden love.” Her mom pleaded, to prevent any further disaster. “You have no right to meddle in my relationship!” It was now Amy’s turn to yell. She was sick and tired of everyone telling her what to do.

He laughed humorlessly as I hear him walking towards me, he pulled me roughly to look at him, "Do you think you have choices to make? Love, No. Right? Wait, I will give you two option," He began, rubbing his hands together, " First, Get ready, Smile, marry me and be happy, or second, don't get ready, don't smile, don't marry me and stay unhappy when people around here will call you my whore, even tho if I don't touch you, then don't blame me. " "I don't care!" "Really? let's see then the right choice is yours make. " He utters softly, moving back as he called some maids, "Ladies, please, help her to get ready on time. "

“Apology not accepted, doll face.” xxx Comment your opinion about this chapter. I would love to hear them! Much love, Kathy