Second Chance Love Books นิยาย & เรื่องราว

“I know your family doesn't approve us. I will hold on to you. I will never let you go again.” A smile crept on his lips. Tears formed at the corner of his eyes as he nodded. “I promise to love you right, this time. I promise to love you better.” I nodded and caressed his cheek. He squeezed his eyes at the contact of our skin. “I'm not a believer of promises anymore, but will hold on to that promise, Jacob.” “Thank you…” He started kissing my face. “Thank you for this second chance.” Everyone deserves a second chance, I know. In my case, this is my third chance. The third chance of gambling in love. I hope, this is the last because I don't have plans to let go.

Every breath I took was for him and him alone. He would bring upon me my first everything’s. Well, almost everything. And the raging hormones that I had finally begun to feel would continue to build. Forever thirsty. Forever needing. And only he could quench it. With all of these stirring emotions and feelings I was unable to grasp, I started writing in a diary. Hoping that would lessen the need a little more. Not knowing that it would be used against me to encourage the raging fire within me. The one that burned for him. One’s first love is a special thing. Almost nothing compares to it. Discovering how deeply you can feel about someone. It’s…intoxicating. He was my drug. And I’d overdose.

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I always made it clear when I started to date someone that there was only one thing I asked of them, and that one thing was to never fall in love. Up until now, no one managed to follow that rule, which was why our relationship was over. But Gregory and I had been together for a little over a year, and things were great. The sex was fantastic, the chemistry divine, and when we were together, we had a great time. It would be a shame to have to end it, but if he finished his words, then he would have to go just like the rest. “Gab,” he sighs, gently removing my hand. “Can't you just take a chance on me? Do you really have to stick to your ridiculous rule?”

The centuries of life granted to me as a merfolk bride felt less like a blessing and more like an unrelenting curse. It was not until I married Reginald that I realized I, too, was someone worthy of being loved. He stood by me, defended me, and treated me like I was the most precious pearl in the sea. How foolish Caroline was to believe that Reginald was not good enough, and even more foolish to look at my happiness and feel jealous. That night, Reginald held me in his arms. Wrapped in his warmth, I asked suddenly, "That love manual of yours… How's the studying going?"

I knew couldn’t make the same mistake again because the Moon Goddess didn’t grant second chances lightly. When I found Cassie at Magnolia Hotel, I hadn’t realized she was my second chance mate until Ice practically screamed it in my head. Everything clicked into place then, and I knew I had to bring her back, no matter the cost. Her stubborness, her coldness, didn’t matter. She was mine, and I wasn’t going to lose her again. Not to Jake. Not to anyone. Cassie finally looked up at me again, her voice breaking the silence.

She thought it is just one-night stand, why the hell did the doctor tell her that she is pregnant now?!

Lily sat at the coffee shop, sipping her latte and scrolling through her phone. She had always loved this place – the cozy atmosphere, the smell of fresh coffee, and the sound of the barista's steaming milk. It was her safe haven, her escape from the chaos of her life. As she looked up from her phone, she caught sight of James walking towards her. Her heart skipped a beat as she saw him – tall, handsome, and charming as ever. He was her best friend Sarah's fiancé, and Lily had been secretly in love with him for years.

Zach pushed her away forcefully and gripped her throat, "Do you have a death wish?" Cecilia endured the pain. Although she was already shedding tears, she told him anyway, "Zach, I love you! I've waited for you for so long. If you still don't love me back, I'll just die with you! In that way, you'll never fall in love with anybody else ever again." Zach was not the only person who had gone mad. He was the person who gave her a glimmer of hope in the darkest time of her life.

She was about to take another step back, but he grasped her arms. " I never loved Lydia, and she can never satisfy me in the way you do. I love you but sometimes, you've got to learn that love isn't a bed of roses'' George muttered and kissed her lips. “To hell with Lydia, I love you,” George said and kissed her more roughly. They kissed each other and moved slowly to the couch, they dropped on it and began undressing. **** George left the house at night and went to a mansion that no one, not even Alma, knew about.