Novel & Cerita Poem Of Saying Goodbye

I was eighteen when I left Italy for Chicago. My brother Leo handed me over to his most powerful ally for “protection.” Don Damien Volkov. His eyes locked on me the first time we met. They never looked away. By day, I was his private doctor. By night, I was the only thing in his bed. His seduction was a slow, deliberate hunt. The way his body brushed against mine during an exam. A stray kiss that landed behind my ear. The weight of his hand resting on the small of my back. I fell fast and hard for his dark charm. I gave myself to him, letting him claim me, again and again. For four years, our affair was a secret hidden in the shadows. In that time, he sculpted my body, teaching it to crave his touch, molding me into his perfect obsession. Then she came back. Isabella, his exiled ex-fiancée. He sent his private jet for her. I swallowed my pride and crashed his reunion. An hour ago, his hands, still smelling of blood, gripped my chin. He forced his kiss on me. But now, right in front of me, he was stroking another woman's hair. "Elara, you're the one who climbed into my bed four years ago." "You act like a whore, but you expect me to treat you like a Donna?" The way he looked at Isabella was so tender. The way he looked at me was pure scorn. Shame burned through me. Head down, I sent my brother a coded text. Accept the Moretti proposal. I looked up. A smile bloomed on my face. "Fine. Then this is goodbye, Damien."

“I hate you!” I picked up the flower vase from the center table, and lifted my hand to throw it at him. But before I could do so, the man from behind gripped my hand, and collected it from me. “Are you going to sign the divorce papers?” he brought out a gun, and cocked it. “Or would you rather lose your life?” ****************** Sometimes, saying 'I do' could be the beginning of true marital bliss. And other times? It could be the beginning of endless suffering and torture. Abby had only ever wanted a man for herself, and when Claude showed up, he was everything she could ask for, and even more. But sometimes, even criminals wear innocent faces. What happens when Abby learns that the man whom she loved was responsible for the explosion that claimed the lives of her parents and best friend?

Patience, that's all we need, we needed time to get in there... Elijah was a wealthy man, who loved playing girls, but behind that attitude of his, was a fear in commitment because of his dark past. He was supposed to be a happy married guy but one month before his marriage his Fiancé, Stephanie disappeared without saying goodbye. He tried to find her but gave up after 2 years of hopeless searching. BUT one after five years, their paths crossed again. STEPHANIE has no idea that she would be working with her Ex-Fiancé, both of them were in great shock. Elijah couldn't believe it, but he thought that it was a chance for him to take an act of revenge. Stephanie never gave him the answers he was searching for years. Is there still a chance to bring back their broken past, or being together in one company will only hurt each other's hearts?

In eight years together, my boyfriend—Shayne Raffield—blocked me eighty-eight times. This time? Because I missed his call. At my best friend's birthday party. Usually, I'd panic-order a gift, then stand outside his office, head down, ready to beg. But today? I blocked him first. The Chat Feed popped up, loud as ever: [Nooo, Ley-Bae, don't block Shay-Shay! He's just got abandonment issues. Comfort him!] [Shay's heart = shattered; Eyes = red. Ley, go! One pout and he's yours again!] Then Shayne called. Didn't say a word. Just breathed for ten seconds and hung up. The Chat Feed freaked out. [AHHHH SHAY LOVES LEY SO MUCH HE JUST SUCKS AT SAYING IT. THIS COWARD'S GONNA LOSE HIS GIRL.]

Vanez Amelia is a young rebel. At her minor age, she began to realize the reality of her life. She's living with her father in the mansion with it's new family . She never liked the woman he married again including her stepsiblings. She hates her life even more. She feel unloved and unappreciated. She knew from the very start that everyone around her saying behind her back that she's a burdensome, a bitch and all. So she totally erased the good girl she used to be. Until she entered Clinton High and there, she met Yukenzo Cabrera, the SSG president of the campus. She hates him being a meddler and he dislikes her for being a bad girl. Is there a chance their world unite despise the gap and their opposite beliefs in life? Can he waver her? Can he change her?

Two days before New Year's, my boyfriend, Jeffrey Graham, planned to spend the holiday at the beach with his assistant. I did not argue or complain. Instead, I thoughtfully packed his bags for him. However, he mocked me, saying that I had finally learned to be considerate now that I was pregnant. After he left, I wasted no time and went to get an abortion. Why? In my previous life, I tried to use our child to stop him, but his assistant ended up being brutally murdered at the beach. Jeffrey appeared calm on the surface after that incident, but just when I was about to give birth, he cruelly cut open my abdomen and killed my baby. That was when I realized—he had been holding a deep grudge against me all along. This time, I was determined to make him lose everything.

"Save me, and you'll get 100 million dollars!"Larissa Solace accidentally saves a man. Her reward? 100 million dollars as well as Ambrose Hamilton, the man whom she just saved."Mr. Hamilton, Mrs. Hamilton said she wants to buy a luxury goods store!""She can use my card for that.""Oh no! Mrs. Hamilton punched someone in the nose!""Why didn't you punch that person for her?""Mister, that celeb is so hot! Can I become his fan?""Sure thing."That night, Larissa buys a train ticket and flees the city overnight. "Screw you for saying that, Ambrose!"Before Larissa meets Ambrose, her life is a pathetic mess because her sister has stolen everything from her. After that fateful meeting, she finds herself getting pampered like a princess.

Hadlee Quinn Gamboa, a woman who’s living her life the way she wants to, but what if shits invade her not-so-perfect life? She happened to meet Axel Mavis Montel in the most unique and impossible way that you’ll ever think of. All of it seemed so perfect, an adventurous woman and a man with the same taste as hers, a perfect couple indeed. But one thing that Hadlee needs to know is to never trust your kidnapper. But what if she just don't trust him? What if its already more than that? Will she stop it and avoid anything to happen or let everything flow and listen to what her heart is saying? It's for you to find out what their whole journey will be, but one thing is for sure, being captured by him changed Hadlee in a better but at the same time weirder way. "Kidnapping is a crime but if it's you it will never be one" - Axel Mavis Montel

I was the stand-in who looked most like my husband's first love. He put me through countless plastic surgeries, both major and minor ones, until I became her exact likeness. But then, she came back from the dead. All it took was her saying, "I don't like anyone looking like me," and he sent me right back to the operating table once more. I begged him, telling him that my body couldn't handle it anymore. Alas, he only looked at me with irritation. "Seeing that cheap imitation of her face just disgusts me," he sneered. "No matter how close you come, you'll never be her." In the end, I died on that operating table. Yet, he went mad, trying desperately to recall what I once looked like.

Someone posted a love confession to me on the college's confession wall. But then my roommate's boyfriend left a comment claiming I had slept with every guy on campus. I was furious and ready to call the police. My roommate begged me to forgive her boyfriend, promising she'd make him apologize publicly on the confession wall. But before that apology ever came, an adult video started circulating in the student group chats. Everyone was saying I was the girl in the video. The college summoned me for a meeting and suggested I take a leave of absence. When I went home, my parents refused to acknowledge me as their daughter. I lost everything. Depression consumed me, and with the endless rumors, I finally gave in to despair and ended my life. When I opened my eyes again, it was the day my name first appeared on the confession wall.