Novel & Cerita Stars Crossed Lovers

There was no way my heart could take another heartbreak. I saw that Tristan was on Tv now with a reporter. Why is he granting an interview right now? “…there has been significant speculation regarding your relationship with Miss Cross,” the interviewer was saying. “There is no speculation,” Tristan replied evenly. “Seraphina Cross is my wife.”

Brad cut Zayne off mid-sentence and said impatiently, "I promised you I'd let you see your lover, didn't I? Well, here she is, right in your arms. "You do know I'm not running a charity here. You're a funny one, young man. I've decided to sell all three of you together. You can all reunite in hell!" Reagan's smile froze. Thinking of the torture she would endure at their hands should she stay, she shoved Zayne forward and pointed at him frantically.

"I don't understand what you want from me." Cross sat on the edge of the bed, close enough that I could feel the heat radiating from him. "I want to offer you a deal," he said, voice low and intense. "What kind of deal?" His eyes locked with mine. "Marry me. Become my future Luna. Take back your dignity and destroy everyone who wronged you." The words hung in the air between us. Marry him? This stranger who'd saved my life? "Why would you offer this?" "Because we both have scores to settle," he replied. "You with your family, me with mine. Together, we'd be unstoppable."

"He's crazy! He's been stalking me for years!" "Get him out of here," Liam ordered. The guards dragged the man away. He kept shouting: "Madison, you liar! You'll die screaming!" The door closed. The hall went quiet. Liam looked down at Madison in his arms. "Who was that?" Madison's lashes fluttered. She opened her teary eyes. "He's... the man I was going to marry. Until Sophia stole him. He ran away with her on our wedding day. Then she got tired of him and dumped him. He's been harassing me ever since."

Wesley posted a new photo. I tapped on it. It was a picture of us at the carnival, kissing under the string lights, his hand cupping my face and his other arm wrapped around my waist. The caption read: "I love you with my whole heart, Bowie" My breath caught. My heart swelled so big I thought it might crack my ribs. I stared at the post for a long time, reading the caption over and over, letting the words sink into my bones. I replied in the comments: "I love you more, Chen"

Thanks to their driver’s licenses, we identify the dead parents as Jack Cross aged thirty-seven, and his wife Ava, thirty-four. A paper trail of old leases also tells us the family moved to Camden four months ago and has moved many times over the past several years. The lockbox contains the girl’s birth certificates, placing the oldest Sloane at eleven and Bale’s child Celeste, at only four. We try to put the pieces together about how Bale fathered a cub with the human woman who was already married and had a six-year-old daughter by the time the little wolf was conceived. With the way he acted around Star, I have to wonder if it was consensual.

Laura and Angelo had fallen asleep together in her bed for a couple of hours that Saturday night. When they awoke, it was still only early evening and they were both starving, so they had ordered a large pizza and watched a movie. Angelo’s clothes were clean by then, so he had gotten dressed. They were very affectionate with one another and had a cozy, comfortable evening in one another’s company. Laura felt closer than ever to him after their very steamy, erotic encounter.

Kathy Pov When we entered the hotel room first thing I noticed even in my anger was the decorations on the floor, they went all the way to the bedroom, I wondered who did it and why they bothered me. Covered in pretty red roses and a candle light that formed a part down to the bedroom, I followed the part and the bed was covered in roses formed into a love shape,with inscription HAPPY MARRIED LIFE, the decorations were beautiful, but it would have been better if our marriage was based off love, but it wasn't so I didn't see the point of it, I bet it Cross's mom that did this, becsuse she is the only who will be able to pull this kind of thing up, not to mention I thought we were all going to

I turned, looking at Dolores and Bruno, still huddled and broken in the center of the room. The silence swirled in the air, broken only by the ragged sound of Dolores's crying. Abruptly, Bruno shifted, his shoes scraping against the hard floor as he walked over to her. He stood over her, staring down at her curled-up body. "Do-Dolores," he stuttered, his voice hesitant, almost apologetic. "I'm not going to lie, the years I spent with you were some of the best of my life. But… I have decided to move on with someone else for a change. Even if we once loved each other, you need to respect my decision." He actually had the nerve to sound like he was the one being wronged. "I know you wanted to g

“Let me go.” Cross just looked at her, his dark eyes glinting with amusement. “Don’t you think you’re forgetting something?” Her brows furrowed. “What?” “Every fiancée kisses her soon-to-be husband before leaving the car,” he said, eyes gleaming with mockery. “Can’t you be a little romantic, Marcee?” The audacity. She yanked her hand from his grasp like his touch burned. “In your dreams, Cross,” she spat, venom lacing her voice, before storming away without looking back.