Takeo My Love Story Novels & Stories

I didn’t know if I could survive another heartbreak from this same man. Tayo shook his head and pulled me to sit back on the bench. Good, no one was watching us because it would be embarrassing as hell. "No, listen to me please. I didn't win the bet because I didn't allow you to tell me, I also fell in love with you and I know you'll be hurt and might probably hate me if you find out everything was a bet at the beginning.” My breath were beginning to ease, I was almost calm. “And now... I swear to you, it's not a bet. The feelings has always been there, all for you." Tayo spoke with certainty in his eyes.

It’s like paying them to play with my hair, added with a disappointing haircut too. If I’m reading too much of his actions, I probably shouldn’t relax much since he also did this for me to be more comfortable telling him what happened the other day. Or he likes me and probably wants to marry me. Joke ½. “I only heard his side of the story. Though, he deeply apologizes,” Ah. So, it’s the first option. What a pity, it wasn’t the latter. I only let out a sigh, partly for my deflated ego. I told him my side of the story, but still careful with my own opinions. It’s what put me in that situation in the first place anyway.

I nodded, dividing the dough into separate bowls to dye. “Well that, yes. Dad at his worst was certainly comparable to Takashi. But I meant more about how things just happened between them. How a chance meeting, brief eye contact blossomed into a whirlwind love affair. And that before either knew it, they were in love.” she sighed. “That is a lot like us.” I nodded.

, Sarah said, smiling. "I knew you'd gloat. I'm just trying not to get my heart broken but I'm going anyways. There is no reason why I should stand up a perfectly reasonable guy because he puts me in my feelings" "Spoken like a true man ready to fly in love" "I'm not ready to fall in love, bitch. I'm just going along with the cruise", Pierce corrected. "I'm not trying to be cliche or anything but that's when love hits you. When you're not expecting anything, just going along with life. It's like a big bang. Just woosh"

Emma’s POV **Diary Entry – Zurich:** *Zurich is breathtaking, with the lake shimmering under the sun. As I stand by the water, I hear a familiar voice—David. My heart warms at the sound, even though I know he’s forbidden to me. David, with his kindness and the way he makes me feel special, is someone I can’t truly have. I’m not worthy of him, and I fear what Michael might do if he finds out about our connection. When David confesses his feelings, I’m torn. I tell him I’m not good enough, that I can’t give him what he deserves. But when he asks for just one date, I can’t say no. I want to feel cherished and loved, even if just for a day. The time we spend together is magical—he shows me what

He cocks his head to the side, gesturing for me to go on. “You bumped into me as I was walking out of King Cafe and my cup of coffee tipped and spilled coffee on your jacket. I felt terrible and offered to take it to the laundry, but you declined my offer and asked me to go out on a date with you to make up for the ruined jacket. I agreed to go out with you, one date led to another and we found ourselves head over heels in love. You confessed your love and proposed to me last week and I said yes.” I finished feeling out of breath.

**The Unfinished Story** The next morning, Claire awoke to the soft light of dawn filtering through the curtains, painting the room in hues of gold and pink. For a moment, she lay still, her thoughts a tangled web of past and present. The locket rested on the nightstand beside her, its weight a constant reminder of the words her grandmother had left behind—words that had stirred something deep within her. She reached for it now, running her thumb over the smooth surface, feeling the delicate engraving beneath her fingertips. *Live. Love. Forgive.* The words echoed in her mind, a mantra that felt both daunting and liberating.

"I just wanted Stephanie to lose all hope. I wanted her to finally understand that Dad and Denton only love me. "And Edwin? He thought I saved him when he was kidnapped as a kid. He fell for me when he heard a piano tune he thought I played." She laughed. "But it was actually Stephanie both times. "The one he truly loves is Stephanie. But too bad—he'll never know the truth." I froze. So... Edwin had the wrong person all along. He hurt me for Kelsey, not knowing I was the one he really loved. My hands trembled as I realized my phone had somehow started recording.

My palm connected hard to his cheek hitting him with a force that had his cheek bent to the other direction and I was glad as my claws scratched at it as blood seeped through. “Try and stop me,” I hissed dangerously at him, shoved him to the side and pushed the long, large door open and walked in hoping I would catch sight of the man my heart was beating for. The man who stole my heart and forever will. My love story with Tagon isn’t that of butterflies or roses, it isn't that of long promises or anything fancy, it's that of blood, plotting and desperation.

She even saw Karsyn as a rival in love. Then again, who could say for sure? Maybe Elena had her heart broken by Ernesto and chose to leave. And now that she was gone, Ernesto realized that he actually loved her? In just a few short moments, Karsyn had already imagined a dramatic, tragic love story unfolding between them. Bored out of her mind, she glanced at the sofa, where her phone was lying—completely out of reach. She had nothing to do while sitting there, held captive by his grip. There was no way she could just keep staring at his face.