Romans & histoires Second Chance Love Novels

A night bird called somewhere in the garden below, a single, clear note that hung in the air and faded. "What's your favourite colour?" Adrian asked. "What?" "Your favourite colour. What is it?" "Yellow," I said. "The kind you get at the edge of a sunset, just before it turns orange." "Favourite book?" "The House of Spirits by Isabel Allende. I've read it eleven times." "Eleven?" "It was my mother's copy. She'd underlined her favourite passages. When I read it, I'm reading it with her." Adrian set his glass down on the table. He turned his body toward me, and the movement brought us closer on the love seat, his knee pressing against my thigh, his face near enough that I could see the flecks

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.

CHAPTER 14 PART 1 WHEN THE WORLD BELIEVES YOU The city believed the story immediately. It always did when the narrative was neat. Maya Lancaster, billionaire heiress, engaged to a man of equal standing. Smiling photos. Elegant announcement. Words like strategic union, longstanding family connection, a perfect match. The world loved symmetry. Ethan stood in the half-lit shop, phone in his hand, the headline burning into his vision. He read it again. And again. As if repetition might reveal a hidden clause, a truth buried beneath the font.

my mother says interrupting my sister, before walking up to me. "You look very handsome, son. She’ll be a fool if she tries to ignore you tonight.” Brianna and I had become best friends. When we were fourteen, I kissed her for the first time. When we were fifteen, I touched her for the first time. When we were sixteen, I tasted her for the first time and when we turned seventeen, she gave herself to me completely. Then, about a month before my birthday, she broke up with me. She was terrified that I wasn’t her mate and that she’d have to watch the man she loves falling in love with someone else. It hurt, a lot. And after my birthday when I didn’t find my mate, I tried to convince her to be w

Epilogue We had a beautiful son a few months later and two years later we had a beautiful daughter join our happy little family. I found my second chance for real love. I finally found my happily ever after. The end. Thank you for reading my stories. I hope you loved them! Please check out my others. I can promise they are different than others you've read! Happy Reading!

So clearly, the problem had to be her. The arguments started piling up. She accused me of not understanding her struggles, and I grew tired of her distance. Then…I met Leah again. God, Leah. My first love, every boy’s dream girl. She was even more attractive than when we broke up years ago. We said we would simply talk and catch up, but after a couple of glasses of wine, we ended up having sex. I hated myself. But I just couldn’t resist the temptation. And Leah was gentle, sweet, and understanding. Everything with her was relaxed and easy—so different from Evelyn.

Hello, dearest readers. My heart is so full as we come to the end of this incredible journey filled with true love, second chances and genuine friendship. This story is a gentle reminder that love can blossom even in our darkest moments, that true love heals all pain in time. And second chances should be given to who truly deserves it, it's not weakness but a medium for people to transform themselves, do better, love better. This officially marks the end of; Divorce By Mistake: Reclaiming My Ex-wife.

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"Baby Isabella, listen up. We fell in love first before you came into the picture with your billionaire daddy's money, wanting to ruin our relationship. But since we love each other, we needed to take you out of the picture, little by little. We didn't plan for you to find out this way, but since you did... no problem. How does it feel, finding out the truth?" Isabella turned her gaze to Caleb, her eyes filled with sadness and disbelief. "Is that true? You both fell in love first?" she asked, her voice quivering with hope and desperation. Caleb hesitated for a moment, his eyes avoiding Isabella's gaze before finally meeting her pleading eyes. With a heavy sigh, he nodded. "Yes," he admitted,

The one he had in mind was absolutely perfect for this game. Chance knew he’d had to let her know that this wasn’t the real thing. He didn’t do soft. He didn’t do love. And he didn’t do forever. She would get a one-time-only card, as a thank you note. And she’ll agree since she was single and hurt. And she knew him for the man Chance really was. He always made certain his women knew what they were getting into with him, and then he did them with enough attention and skill they didn’t care there wasn’t anything deep or lasting between them.