Stuck In Love Books Novels & Stories

My chest burned, not from the game, but from the fire I’d been holding in for so long. Sophie was right about one thing, Stacey wasn’t coming back. But what she didn’t understand was that love, real love, doesn’t disappear just because it gets rejected. It stays. It settles deep. It becomes part of your bloodstream. I changed in silence, water from the gym shower running in the background like soft static. My phone buzzed in my locker, some text I didn’t feel like answering. Probably one of the guys asking if I was okay after the weird scene.

"You're right, darling. I didn't have to come. But I had to make sure of one thing: that your heart... still belongs to me, just like before." It turned out that getting out of the marriage was much easier than getting out of his ex-wife's love. Arka was about to push away the woman's hand, which was now exploring his sensitive areas, but the old desire returned. Arka couldn't even catch his breath properly. As if the hand-play had successfully locked him in, Kania, who was already playing the game down below, was of course smiling sweetly while looking at her ex-husband. "How does it feel, darling? Isn't it good?"

Cyra then entered her room after a small meeting with her in-laws was over. To pass the time until she felt sleepy, Cyra decided to read a book. In Felix's spacious room, there was a small library tucked away in one corner. Cyra walked over to the neatly stacked piles of books, silently admiring her husband's diverse collection. "Wow ... it turns out Mas Felix is a bookworm," she whispered. Suddenly, tears welled up in Cyra's eyes. For some reason, she was missing her husband tonight.

This was what I had been chasing through the rainy streets, what I had been dreaming about while I sat in my car outside his apartment, watching his silhouette through the blinds. The reality of him was heavy, hot, and utterly ruthless. "Oh god, Tim," I choked out, my forehead pressed against the cool, medicinal-smelling mattress. My hips bucked instinctively, trying to meet his brutal rhythm. Every thrust felt like it was recalibrating my nervous system. I wasn't just Ria the stalker anymore; I was Ria, the obsession. I could feel his fingers digging into my hip bones, probably leaving bruises that would last for a week, most especially, bruises I would cherish like trophies.

Author Note: Dear Readers, Since English is not my first language, there will be tons of grammatical mistakes. Please continue reading this book only if you don't have any issue with that. Rest I could guarantee you that you won't get bored with the storyline. The following are my books which are completed until now if interested do give a look over them. Her Unloved Mate Winning My Mate Back I Belong to Him Can't Help Falling in Love. My Bride is Not a Human

Do you think I will let Mayra and Ved be apart? Maybe... So I announce a sequel to this story by the name of "Mayra" which I will start releasing by March 2021. I am releasing a series by the name of Forbidden Love Stories and this was the first story of the same series. Stained Love - Book 1, Story 1 of Forbidden Love Stories. Mayra - Book 2, Story 1 of Forbidden Love Stories. To know more and get the update about the sequel, follow me on my social media handle.

He stood up from bed and stepped out of the room. He went to the roof and stood in the fresh air. He look up at the night sky, dark but still shinny becausge of the silver Moon. He was hurt. Her words hit her like rock. "If only you can understand that I am trying, if only I can show you how much i love you. It isn't your fault as well. I am the one who married you forcefully. I know you need time to believe me. I know you need time to accept me as your life partner. Till then, all I can do is wait for the right time. You are mine and you belong with me. And one day, you will accept that as well." He thought.

Janice's POV I push my way through the crowded room filled with nothing but drunken Homo sapiens,with Lucy Miller trailing behind me. I frown as one drunken girl staggers and falls right in front of me. Without having to look, I can picture the startled look plastered on Lucy's face. Just to confirm, I turn around to catch a glimpse of her face behind me. True to my assumption, her eyes are widened and her mouth is opened but she doesn't say anything.

She loved him. Her fingers tightened painfully around the handle of the coffee mug. A crushing wave of grief suddenly washed over her. She had sworn she would never hand her heart over to another man. She had promised herself she would keep this strictly physical. But she had failed. She was completely, hopelessly in love with him.

Rizal screamed in his heart "but if you think about it, it's a shame if you cancel the marriage, when else can you get a future wife as perfect as Mrs. Risa??" In the morning Rizal woke up when he heard his cell phone ringing without stopping, His hand came out of the blanket and groped the table for the ringing cell phone "ck, whoever tries to call this early to disturb people from sleeping" murmured Rizal, still not fully conscious, he immediately picked up the phone "Hello" said Rizal, still sleepy "Hello, Rizal?" Wait, a girl's voice? With her eyes half open she saw the contact name of the caller there and she was immediately shocked when she saw the contact name "My Love Teacher" plaste