Second Chance For Love Novels & Stories

But before she could take another breath, he moved fast pulling her close, his lips crashing against hers. The kiss was searing, hungry, claiming. She gasped, melting against him, her fingers gripping his tuxedo. His arm wrapped around her waist, deepening the kiss until she felt the world slip away. When he finally pulled back, his lips hovered near hers, his whisper a vow. “You’re mine.” And for the first time in years, Imani’s heart began to beat again into something that she couldn't explain Desire maybe . Because She didn't believe in Love but something darker curling from the pit of her stomach which could be mistaken as Love.

“I know you think he can give you something I couldn’t. But I love you, Sandra. I’ve always loved you. I chose you. And I don’t regret it. Not for a single day.” My tears fell onto her knee, warm, desperate drops that felt like confessions. “Please… choose me too.” Her shoulders shook, just a little. “Give me a chance,” I begged. “Just one more chance. Let me fix this. Let me fix us. I believe in second chances. I believe in us. Please, Sandra… please.” The night wind carried jasmine from the gardens below. The moon lit her silhouette like something sculpted in sorrow. The city hummed faintly in the distance, unaware of the war happening in our chest cavities.

“You cannot do this to me, Dreston. Not after everything we have been through. I was your first love. We fell in love in high school. I gave you everything. I was even pregnant with your child once. And then Cassienne came back into your life and ruined it all. She is the reason I lost the baby. She is the reason you turned away from me. How can you push me away after so many years? After all the promises you made to me?” Her words hit Dreston hard. He felt a sudden rush of flashes in his mind. The images came fast and clear this time. He saw himself together with Tina in his office, telling her it was over. He saw the pain in her eyes as she asked if he now loved his ex-wife again. He heard

"That sounds like Gran." "She also wrote about second chances. About how the best love stories aren't the ones without mistakes—they're the ones where people love each other enough to keep choosing each other after the mistakes." He held up the key. "I'm choosing you, Maya Reeves. Not just today. Not just until I get scared again. I'm choosing you every damn day for the rest of my life, even when it's hard. Especially when it's hard." The silence stretched so long that Declan wondered if he'd miscalculated everything. If the grand gesture was too little, too late.

“You have become my whole world and I can’t wait to call you Mrs. Stone. I hope I get to watch you become a Mother to my children and that I get to watch you grow old with me as we create a lifetime of memories together.” I stood listening to every word, trying not to cry and mess up my makeup. I looked in his eyes as he spoke to me, filled with joy. I responded with, “Jason, I never imagined I’d get a second chance to feel love again. You have taken away all of my fears and have given me the chance to share myself, my dreams and hopes with you. I can’t wait to create a lifetime with you, I love you. I promise you the rest of my life and am so proud to be able to call you my husband,” I smil

Due to the severity of the incident and my father's refusal to bail him out, Brandon was detained for six months while awaiting trial. Brandon had only just been released because Melissa agreed to issue a letter of forgiveness. His voice trembled. "If I hadn't been delayed, I would've come to find you much sooner. During this time… I finally realized who I truly love." He looked at me with a tender expression. When I did not respond, he continued on his own, "I love you. I always have. It's always been you, Cheryl. You love me too, don't you?"

The way her hips sway as she walks makes my cock eager to be between them again. We take a seat at opposite ends of the booth and she shoots me another daggered look. "You have five minutes. Go." I quickly wipe my sweaty palms against the black fabric of my pants and take a deep breath. Praying my nerves will remain under wraps, all the words I've thought about for weeks and have planned to say immediately vanish from inside my head. "I want another chance, Cassandra. I love you." Fucking gosh damn word vomit. I clutch the beer in my hands, not afraid if I break the glass because that would probably be less painful than the way my heart beats against my ribs.

"NO not like a reaper you silly bastard are you stupid you'll be alive in a new body you're not qualified for that job. FUCK. I'm offering you revenge on the people who killed you. A Second Chance at life but when the time comes in three years you do as I say and if the job is done right. You can go live out the rest of your life. Il even let you live till 100 if you want." Donns deal seems to good to be true, another chance at life and one job after three years. Then again killing that prick Stephen and My so called Father is too good to pass up. "Ok I'll do it but it better be a male body" Michael stated firmly. " Oh yes that's right it is a male body I forgot you died a virgin didn't you

All he wanted was to be reconciled with the love of his life again. Now that he was at his destination, his heart was pounding hard against his chest for fear of how things could go down. He knew he had to thread carefully because he was tired of fighting with Amelia. If she decided she didn’t want to be with him anymore because of the news and wasn’t ready to face his family, he didn’t know what he was going to do. All he wanted was to eliminate all of their past issues and start afresh. He wanted to love her rightly. His only prayers were that she’d give him the second chance to fix things because obviously, he’d screwed up a lot while trying to force her back into his life by threatening