Shameless Reunion Novels & Stories

All of the grudges were forgotten for the time being and all that could be felt in the room were love and happiness. The next day when Jonathan came to meet her he looked different. His eyes seem to drift to meet her gaze on reflex, but his gaze is haunted and unseeing. There's guilt and shame shining in them underneath all the worry, and Trisha knows he's spiralling back into that vortex of self-hatred he lived all his life in.

Dr Kurz said and began to walk away from Shane. "Oh! That is great and thanks for the other time. You contributed immensely to our findings and…" Shane's voice trailed away when he realized that Dr Kruz had walked away. He returned to his seat and sipped down a few glasses of drinks. Seeing Trevor's picture again made him remember Nicole. He was beginning to feel uncomfortable as discussion about Nicole's cruelty continued amidst the guests. He was about to rise up when a luxurious bus made a halt right in front of the channel house. At a closer look, he realized that the bus has a prison emblem on it.

Still hearing those unexpected words. "Oh no, she's my wife."

Izzy stuttered her words not knowing what to say and at the same time embarrassed. " It's okay, you don't need to apologize, he is just kidding." I rolled my eyes at Ezra who had his eyes narrowed at me and pulled Izzy inside the room. " Oh! Okay then. So what were you guys catching up on?" Izzy's usual self came out forgetting about Ezra's hostility and making googly eyes at him once again making me sigh. " We picked up where we left," Ezra said with a wicked grin and desire so intensely shining in his eyes making me squirm and the need to press my thighs together is so overwhelming and shameful that I know my face looks red with shame and embarrassment.

His gaze was now fixed on Mark. "What day is the meeting with the shareholders?" Mark shifted his i-pad screen back again. Read a handful of the sentences listed there. "Saturday, three o'clock in the afternoon. I hope you can come back before that day comes," said Mark to the man who was now sitting opposite him. Lester snorted softly. "It's the weekend, why are there still meetings?" And Mark suddenly felt guilty. "Would you like me to rearrange this meeting?" He asked Lester's approval. But the man who holds full power in his family company shook his head slowly.

“But I choose you every single day after.” We came together, holding each other tight. The journey that began with a dangerous snowstorm had led us here — to love, family acceptance, and a future we were both ready to build. But as we fell asleep in each other’s arms, my phone lit up with a new message in the family group chat: “The next reunion is confirmed. Bigger than ever. Everyone wants to celebrate the snowstorm couple properly!” Another chapter was coming. And we were ready for it.

"It's nothing. I'm fine. Really , it's not my story to tell, otherwise I would've said a lot. So it's no big deal, my life isn't in danger, nor am I dying anytime soon, so can we please talk about something else?" She stared at me for a long moment, then picked the knife back up and started chopping again. "Fine. You do you." "I know." We worked in silence for a few minutes, Chloe chopping vegetables and me pulling a pot out from the cabinet. "So, how was the reunion?" I asked. Chloe shrugged. "Nothing fancy." "I know how your entire department act like they ride unicorns to school. A reunion is going to fancy with them involved. Especially after so many years. Tell me something believable.”

My voice was calm and steady. There was a pause on the other end. He clearly had not expected that reaction. I continued as I softened my voice and pretended to give in, “I got promoted. I’ll receive a $1 million dividend bonus after the New Year. “Let’s get along from now on, okay?” He went quiet for a few seconds. I could hear him whispering to someone beside him. After a moment, he said, “Fine. Come home tomorrow night. We’ll settle everything.” After I hung up, Jane looked at me in worry.

"I don't even know how we brothers ended up marrying you two troublemakers. No one cares if you wanted to reject us! No one is begging you to stay!" When the call ended, Violette collapsed into my arms, her suppressed sobs tearing my heart. We held a funeral for the two lost children near the pack hospital. No one else attended besides Violette and I. Violette held my cold hand. "Don't be sad. Maybe our children didn't want a father like that, and that's why they left as angels." Memories flooded back when I saw the matching Duskhaven Pack totem rings on our hands. On our wedding day, the Crimsonmoon Pack cheered, saying we were lucky to be blessed by the Moon Goddess.