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His birthday was upcoming in some days. He wanted to spend his birthday with his love. But now he didn't want to see her face. The more you love someone the more you feel hurt. He was feeling needles prickled in his heart. He was suffocated by the thought of her loving someone else. And he was feeling enraged by her lies and fake care. She behaves as she loves him and she cares for him. He thought he was so lucky to have a loyal and loving girlfriend, but now he knew it was all just her lies.

She whispered, this time in a much lighter tone. “You sure? But you are married to Raph” I asked, playing along with her games. “I don't love him,” she confessed. “ I decided to marry Raph because he is kind and he was the only channel I had to be with you, my love. You are the prize worth fighting for,” her gaze still fixed on mine as she leaned closer. “I love you and will fight the whole world to keep you,” she confessed again, anticipating a response. “I love you too,” I replied Well, that was what she wanted, wasn't it? I had to play by the rules of her games for a while.

I smiled. Alright, let's stop at the bookstore over there. They'd surely have those categories. We reached the bookstore and the driver stopped. Jessie asked, "Would you like to help me choose the books, Chase?" "Of course, let's go," I replied. We got into the store and made our way to the section for children and Jessie picked out a love story between a rich princess and a poor man. I was sure that Crystal hadn't read the story before. "Do you think Crystal would like this? It's a long read, about two hundred plus pages," Jessie asked.

I just let it go. I lay down on the sofa and took the pocket book I just bought. The title of the story is 'Eternally (Just bBe Mine)'. Based on its plot, it was about a girl named Bernadette who experienced heartbreak, when the man she loves chose her cousin — Lizbeth to be it's wife. What a pitiful woman. Imagine, the man you love the most, chose your cousin instead of you to be his wife, theat was so fucking painful.

I grabbed my purse and headed out the door, turning back for my book on the kitchen counter; reading books will forever be my first love. At The Tasty Place Diner I found what might be my new inspiration. He was tall, almost roughed, not too soft. I don’t know what to make of what happened. “Mr. Blackwood,” he had signed my book; who was he? He was light skinned. I usually like men a shade closer to purple. His chest was broad, too broad. Usually my men are slimmer. He had lazy eyes that looked intense just when he needed them to be. Bedroom McDreamy eyes... And he smiled like a humming bird, glorious and slick.

Author Note: Dear Readers, Since English is not my first language, there will be tons of grammatical mistakes. Please continue reading this book only if you don't have any issue with that. Rest I could guarantee you that you won't get bored with the storyline. The following are my books which are completed until now if interested do give a look over them. Her Unloved Mate Winning My Mate Back I Belong to Him Can't Help Falling in Love. My Bride is Not a Human

She heard Irene scream in excitement, "what the hell are you guys doing?" "Oh, oh," Tasha and Irene turned to face her, "This is so good, Elle!" Irene ran to her and hugged her, "This is awesome!" "what are you talking about?" She frowned. "The book, who said you can't write romance? This book is so good! I can't even explain it in words," Irene squealed. "You liked it?" Elle smiled at her. "I loved it!" "I didn't know you could write a romance novel," Tasha blinked in surprise. "Dude, it's like you've poured your heart out," Tasha couldn't believe her eyes.

Sophia Celastio I love reading so much, it’s like going to a different world to me. We can imagine how the girl looks like and the boy looks like and how they build their relationship. I love it. It’s an addiction. I never read Romeo and Juliet because it has a sad ending, I hate sad endings. I love a story such as The Last Song, She’s the Man, Bridal Waves and the list goes one. Twisted story but with happy endings in the end.

“Even so, I still want her to take the tests, to see how she does. “If she did, I'd be even more unhappy. It's much better if you don't try. — Can I send you a book as a present? “You don't need my permission to send gifts to the students. Perhaps madame would not feel so confident if she saw the list of books: one by Saul Bellow, one by Durrell , and a realistic story about miners' life in Yorkshire during the depression of the thirties. The kind of reading that parents didn't think was recommended for young Iranian girls. More than a week has passed and the weather in Tehran has become less cold. The trees were in bloom and the garden around the school was full of new growth. As the Muslim

Their books lay forgotten beside them, as their own love story unfolded by the river, one page at a time. As the sun painted the sky with hues of pink and orange, Ethan couldn't help but feel a sense of contentment wash over him. He looked into Aviana's eyes, his voice laced with affection. "You know, Aviana, I think we just added another beautiful chapter to our own love story today." Aviana smiled, her heart brimming with happiness. "I couldn't agree more, Ethan. Our love story is like a book with endless pages, and I can't wait to fill each one with unforgettable moments like this."