Once Unwanted, Now Adored Novels & Stories

And I can do so much better. And in all honesty, I don't even feel like I need anyone in my life anymore. Well, except for my parents of course. I have learned to appreciate solitude, where I can work for myself, please myself, make myself happy and not have to think about pleasing anybody at all. And as selfish as that might sound, I am just done with dealing with people. I want to deal with myself and myself only.

Is it normal if I feel sad, unloved, unimportant and unwanted whenever Denisse is around? Oh, I wish I could stop loving him, I wish I could stop thinking about him, in every seconds, minutes and hours of a day. If I mad at him now, he says sorry and next thing I knew is I wake up and wanting to be next to you. I hate how I really care about you more than mine. Sometimes I think, I love him more than I love myself.

I just hope that it is nothing too serious. “I know how much you resisted last time but please reconsider my offer. I would like you to come and live in my pack, but this time the offer is only temporary as there is a reason for this request.” He starts. “What is the reason?” I ask. “There is someone poking around you, they are ruthless and use others to get what they want. And right now what they want is you, or rather what you have.” “I see, so how would moving to your pack help me?” I ask.

I was instantly more turned on than I’d ever been, and I had males trying to shamelessly throw themselves at me all the time just because of my family name. Somehow being the daughter of a councilor and sister to the triplets gave me a reputation I didn’t even earn. But not a single one of those males ever looked at me like he is now, not even close. Yet, he was making me feel … unwanted. Not desirable. What the hell? “Meadow, in just a matter of minutes you have completely altered my very existence forever. There’s no coming back from this. You are absolutely my mate and of course I want you my little love,” he said, stroking my face.

Reading those news interviews and watching the trending clips brought nothing but vivid irritation to Adonia, she knew the man and she knew from the short time that they have been friends, the last thing he would ever do was to do such a thing. He was honorable and he would never force himself on a woman. He wouldn’t even shove an opinion down your throat not to talk about forcing himself on a woman. Adonia found it disgusting that people made it a point of their lives to trend different sickening hashtags and make a large fuss of the whole situation. They all wanted to cancel the innocent man and that alone made Adonia disgusted more. She hated when people act like saints.

“I was leaving—” “You thought that I would let my mate leave me? Alone? At the mercy of the world? Unprotected? I’d rather die!” Alyssa put her hands above her head over the pillow as new frustration rose in her chest. “Don’t you understand Tova? I am… unwanted.” The word ‘unwanted’ boomed in the room. “My mother doesn’t want me, maybe because my father was killed and she still sees him in me. You don’t want me because I am a witch. Your parents are going to freak out if they find out that your mate is a witch.” Her throat choked with emotions.

I picked,Hello" Get to the hospital now,your father has been shot,She said crying. My phone fell off my hands.I am shocked I quickly got inside the car and begin to drive to the hospital. My mind completely lost in memory. Growing up,I was the child that my father never cared about .Fathers favorite was my older Sister. He calls her his baby girl. I always felt unwanted,not only with my father but also with my siblings . No matter what I tried to do,good grades,sports,school clubs. I always remained sidelines. I always felt like a stranger apart from my mother. Now here I am,Driving to the hospital because my father has been shot and all I feel is numb .

I wanted him more than I had wanted anything in a long time. I couldn't believe I had been missing all this because of Caleb. The thought of my ex-husband flickered briefly in my mind, but it was quickly overshadowed by the overwhelming desire I felt for this man. I had spent years feeling unloved and unwanted, but now, in this moment, I felt alive again. “Fuck me!” I whispered seductively, revealing my deep urge for him. My voice was husky with need, and I knew he could sense my desperation.

Like he saw me, the real me, not just the invisible assistant in the corner. I replayed every moment, the flash of desire in his eyes when he leaned down to read my badge, the genuine admiration in his compliments, that knowing smirk as I left. All the things I hadn't felt in years with Noah, being seen, being desired, being alive, all came suddenly rushing back with this stranger. Adrian Blackwood. The infamous black sheep of the family, notorious for his various scandals, and irresistible to women who threw themselves at him without hesitation.

If this was not yet another achievement, I did not know what else could. Sometimes, it felt like the moon goddess had sent Adam to me on purpose, to get me out of the ghost of a life that I had been living from the beginning of my life. It made me groan in pain, a pain that was mixed with joy. Adam was a touch of happiness, he smelt like the promises of tomorrow. He was a wonderful piece to my life, and I could not believe that I had hated him for one time in my life. I could not believe that I had tried to push him away from my life. It felt like I would have missed something in my life if I had lost him to the world.