No Vale La Pena Novels & Stories

Her Mom assured her, but Neville didn’t like it and shook her head furiously in negative. “I know you don’t understand, Nev. But we need to do this as we shouldn’t stay with the person who doesn’t deserve us.” Her father said something to her. “Yes! If we stay with someone who doesn’t deserve us, then we will end up hurt more than we can bear. So, it is better to go away.” Her Mother uttered with an angry look at her father. For the next few hours everything settled and everything buzzed, but Neville still didn’t understand what is happening and where to go and to whom.

“I’m telling you he isn’t worth them. There’s a difference.” I wanted to argue with that. I went looking for the argument and couldn’t find one because he wasn’t wrong and that was the thing about Damien Voss that I was already starting to find exhausting. He was very rarely wrong. I walked out of the kitchen with my coffee and didn’t say anything else. ***

Emily yelled as she got close to Valentina "Oh I am certain your shot was declined, well, I did tell you to get rid of those wrinkles but no, no matter how expensive the clothes and make-up you put on, you can never get laid by some random guy. It's not a curse by the way, its the truth, I mean come on have you seen how you look?" Valentina said "How dare you?" Emily said and made way to slap her but the hand was held and stopped half way by Valentina "I won't let you do this tonight, not this time."

“Because I actually went there.” Typical Alora. Always the reliable one. Always making me feel like garbage for not being the same. “Why do I even bother?” she mutters. “I’ll get him out myself.” “How?” I snap. “Do you even know who the Vales are?” I laugh bitterly. “You seriously think some regular lawyer can beat the Vale family?” I laugh bitterly. “They own judges. They own cops. Hell, they probably own the building George’s being held in.”

“You’re fucking insufferable.” “Then stop wasting my time.” A pause, then a dragged out hiss. “You think I like doing this? You think I enjoy dragging half the fucking pack in here for you to reject like some spoiled prince?” Another girl, another flick of my finger. “Next.” “Say next one more time and I swear—” Finger flick again. “Next.” Valerie stares at me, her head tilted, face beet-red. “Are you fucking serious, Valen?” she screams. “That one was a catch. Did you even look at her hips? What the hell is your problem?”

Damon didn't move. Didn't speak. Didn't deny it. Vale laughed softly. "See?" Nobody breathed. "That's love." The word felt wrong coming from her. Dirty. Corrupted. Vale tilted her head. "Messy little thing, isn't it?" The room remained silent. Then her expression hardened. Instantly. Like a mask dropping. The warmth vanished. The amusement vanished. Only cruelty remained. "Unfortunately." A pause. "I've grown tired of it." The words landed like stones.

' 🌹🌹 You Are My Obsession (Part 6) 🌹🌹 "You won't do that," Ruthless said. "Oh you just watch and see me in action." Vala told him stubbornly. "What are you going to gain in doing this Vala?" Ruthless asked, "Nothing, absolutely nothing." He answered his own question. "I will gain two things, first one is for you to know how it feels when you hurt the one that loves you, and secondly for you to admit your mistake and tell me love me," she said.

"Oh... What's that Lush! You should smile so those blessings will run after you because you might fall later and gnaw your face on the cement if you continue your dramatic life." "Wow! I'm so ashamed of you Aisie. You're thick," I said and nodded. I heard her laugh and poke her shoulder. "Come on! You look heartbroken there." "I don't know about you. You're heartbroken because Dienvel is gone." He was suddenly stunned and frowning and averted his eyes. What are you now? Looking so stupid.

“And if I refuse?” The man shrugs. “Then the price doubles, and my mood worsens. Take it or leave it. I’m sure the last thing you need is a failed negotiation between us, Mr. D’Avorin.” Valen tilts his head slightly, as if considering, then, without warning, he gestures lazily over his shoulder. “Him.” Ilya’s blood runs cold. Instantly, his gaze shifts to Valen’s profile, disbelief flashing across his face, looking down at the alpha as if he has lost his damn mind. “You’re joking.”

As the violent blow struck my stomach, I collapsed onto the living room floor and lost the ability to speak for a moment due to the intense pain. "Save it, you tramp. I'll make you meet your end sooner if you keep this up." "How dare a shameless vixen like you try to worm your way out? You're the one who should get lost!" "You're pushing 40, aren't you? Don't you have anything better to do at your age than steal someone else's man?"