Psycho Lover Novel By Malisha Rana Mga Nobela at Kwento

” You need to slow down Miss Miller ” The nurse scolded me as she took the cup of water away. I whimper as I tried to ask her for more but she wouldn't have any of it “ I'm sorry Miss Miller, but that's enough for now. You can have more water after you've eaten. I will ask your Mom to get you something to eat” She said as she turned to walk out of the door. I was left alone in the room with my thoughts as I tried to recall what could have happened to me. “ You were in an accident because of your stupid love” My subconscious replied angrily. She was putting on a black gown. A black scarf adorned her hair as she glared at me.

There is a price they have to pay, if they indulge their ego – accept love, even become lovers like Malia and Ash. In the next split second, Irina got up –to the girl whose last name Hale, who was sitting between Gabe and Archie at the time. The two youths looked so wary when Irina stood behind Malia exactly. Not forgetting Ash, he also locked his gaze on Irina. Without hesitation, and ignoring any vigilance displayed by the three young wolves, Irina brought her luscious lips to Malia's left ear and whispered a few provocative sentences "It's good to be back with Loui's scent. You... You can never feel it, can you, Malia Hale ?"

And I am fucking smiling and laughing like lunatic a t my ruination. That's why they call love made the lovers completely mad and losted.....? Laksh Malhotra you are in Loveeee.......!! ***** Hlw there!! Hope you all are enjoying the story so far. Do share your views and do follow me on I*******m author_priyaraj to know more about updates and stories. Till then, Stay safe and be happy 🤎P.

" Uhh, I need to give something to Mr Harding.” Sierra’s cold eyes set on me. ” He’s not in right now.” her tone was icy. Dammit just when she was ignoring me. She stood up and started walking towards me. What do I do? I stood frozen in one spot, literally couldn’t move. ” I thought I told you to stand away from my boyfriend-” " Ms Langer I told you to send me the fucking notes.” Somebody roared. I jumped a little. My heart felt like it was going. to. explode. Sierra's eyes widened a wild and frightened look crossing her face.

I believe it's the right thing to do- for myself and for those who were affected by my childish behavior. In front of my luggage, I sighed. I composed myself, held my chin up, and thought, "Woman, this is best for everyone. Go on, try to find a new environment, take some time for yourself to realize and understand YOU. You are so young to dictate and make someone love you. Love can't be forced. Soon enough, someone out there will love you and treat you the same way you wanted to be treated. You have a long and beautiful future. Stay strong, embrace maturity, and move on beautifully, BITCH!"

If she hadn't, she would have been the one lying in a casket long ago. I didn’t confirm anything. Why would I? I’m not stupid. Besides, I had left the decision to someone else. It wasn’t my call to have that thief killed. But Liza was fine with it. She no longer had any feelings for the poor guy. The moment we were alone in the kitchen last night, she kissed me—hard—her hands all over my body. In an instant, she was kneeling before me, stroking my manhood. I tried stopping her multiple times, feeling like I was betraying Sabiana, but Liza wouldn't stop. She gripped me tightly and took me into her mouth. She wanted me to come, but the problem was—I didn't. She grew anxious and desperate to ma

I turned it on. The first thing to appear on the screen was a naked woman. Not just any woman. My little sister Amara. Except, the people around me didn’t know that. For good reasons. For them, this was just another whore. She lay sprawled out on a canopy bed with blood-red sheets and drapes, her hands handcuffed to the headrest and legs parted with a splitter. A thousand knives pierced my organs, shame prickling through my skin and heat marring my temples. All remnants of my emotions shattered into pieces. I wanted to look away, wanted to gouge everyone’s eyes out. Yet I couldn’t move. The shock overwhelmed me.

A woman torn between hatred and something far more dangerous—memory. For a moment, her mind betrayed her, slipping back to a time when Sagara had been different. When his eyes softened at the sight of her, when his touch was gentle, when his promises still held weight. Before his family had destroyed everything. Before Ratna. Her stomach knotted. That name was enough to turn her blood cold. Ratna, who had humiliated her tonight, just as she had years ago. Ratna, who had stolen, manipulated, and broken.

"I know I messed up. I was a bastard before! I was blind and treated you like dirt. I shouldn't have lied to you; I shouldn't have hurt you for someone else's sake! "Alessia, I love you. I really do. When I almost lost you while standing outside that OR in Nuvak, I finally understood that I can't live without you. Can you please come home with me? We'll start over, and I'll do whatever you want. I'll give you everything the Luca family has to offer…"

He stands up, and mutters, “I am going to bed.” She lets him go knowing that when he is ready to talk, he would come around. Then she smelt it again. The smoke. She looks at his retreating figure with narrowed eyes. It seemed like it was impossible to catch, but she caught it either ways. Malisha goes to bed, and she is drawn within. She is in a forest that she does not recognize. It seemed ancient. She knew she had never seen it. She was barefoot and alone in the middle of a forest she did not know.