Novel & Cerita Tangled In Real Life

Thank you so much for supporting and following up with the book Tangled Life, by tomorrow we get to see the end of the story, having a wedding, a dream wedding, and the happiness that they deserve. If you enjoy reading my first book, please, consider moving on to another of my books, "Love in Coat of Hate" which I recently signed on this Platform. Thank you so much for reading this book Tangled Life. If you enjoyed it, please consider leaving a review or recommending it to a friend, and don't forget to vote and comments

He would stay single for his whole life. "Just shut the fuck up and concentrate on the mission Ry. It's not that we are out here for fun. Ofcourse it is fun killing this old hag. And he is the final piece. The end of this vengeance" Rowan retaliated at his brother. Rowan Ferrari and Ryan Ferrari the handsome brothers like what the girls say are not twins but are in the same year. On e born in the starting of the year and one at the end.

I rub my face with both hands, trying to breathe, trying not to punch a hole in the goddamn wall. She said his name. She fucking said Blaze’s name like it was a joke. Like he’s some kind of dirty little secret. And maybe he is, to this fucked-up world I live in, but not to me. He’s real. He’s the only fucking thing that’s felt real in a long time. Every time I look at him, it’s like the bullshit quiets for a second. Like I can breathe. Like maybe I don’t have to keep living this lie.

Regret filled him as he heard Daine spill their entire relationship to me. Tangle was older, 120 hundred years old, while Daine was just forty years old and was living in the territory next to this one. Daine understood being that old he would slip a few times, but Tangle actually tangled in the sheets a lot. Worst of all, he kept it a secret from Daine, who almost immediately let him be marked without knowing. Which I still wasn’t sure about.

Carrie For the first time in my life, I had a nightmare. It wouldn’t have bothered me so much but I kept seeing the same thing over and over. And it tortured my soul so much that after a lengthy loop of the nightmare, I forced myself to come back to reality. But then, aren’t nightmares a figment of reality?

What could possibly drive him to conceal his true identity from those around him? The pieces of the puzzle began to fall into place, painting a picture of a man leading a double life, caught between the expectations of his family and the desire for autonomy. Adam's confusion turned to a sense of unease as he realized the complexity of the situation. What other secrets was Jerry hiding, and what could they mean for Ayana and their budding relationship?

I gently picked up the phone and what I saw there really shook me to the core, I shook my head vehemently hoping this was just some thoughts creeping into my mind, I even pinched myself to wake up from the scene if it was to be some bad dream but this is a reality. "No, this doesn't make any sense" My voice came out croaky. "This must have been photoshopped. Where did you get this?" I asked Andrew as I couldn't make any sense of what I was seeing in the picture. "I guess Photoshop also has your exact type of robe…. and…" Andrew's voice trailed off a bit, his eyes were fiery like a raging fire. "And your rough hair in the picture is also a perfect work of Photoshop." Andrew added sarcasticall

One wrong move, one misplaced step, and the fragile threads holding our world together would unravel into chaos and destruction. In that moment, time seemed to stand still, the air thick with anticipation and fear. Every fiber of my being screamed with the urgency of the situation, the need to make the right choice before it was too late. But as the seconds ticked by, a sense of resignation washed over me. We were all players in a dangerous game, bound together by the tangled web of fate and circumstance. And in that moment, I realized that no matter the outcome, none of us would emerge unscathed from the tangled mess we found ourselves in.

“Ther⁠e has to be someth​ing in it. But how‌ do I k​now if Sc‍ott is the one? If there’s even anything like,the one? I get bor⁠ed e​asil‌y.” “T‌here w‍ill alway​s be another guy‌,” I​ said honestly. “Richer. Hotter. More exc⁠iting⁠. Bu‌t none of that compares to having⁠ a real l⁠ife pa​rtner. A teammate‌.” S⁠he hu⁠mmed. “You’r​e sure?”

“You’ve been starving for attention, Ava. For someone to look at you and see you. Don’t punish yourself for finally taking what you need.” Ava let out a trembling laugh. “You make it sound so simple.” “It is,” Harper said. “You just have to choose the version of yourself that feels real.” Ava looked up at her, eyes glistening. “And what if the real version destroys everything?” Harper released her hand and gave a half-shrug. “Then let it burn, darling. Sometimes burning things to the ground is the only way of birthing something new.” The words hung in the air for a while, no one saying anything.