Teasing Sentence

Penelope Rivera's little boy toy, Theodore Schneider, is throwing another tantrum. She slides the divorce papers across the table toward me. "Just sign them for show. It's to keep Teddy happy." I clench the cuff of my suit and nod in silence. I sign my name in one swift stroke. As I'm walking out, I hear one of her girlfriends teasing, "Samuel's way too easygoing. Does he actually do everything you say?" Penelope takes a graceful sip of red wine and smirks. "Wanna bet?" They bet that I will quietly go through with the divorce at the courthouse, even if my eyes are red with tears. Listening their laughter, I rub my thumb over my phone screen and reply to the message I've just received. "Will you marry me?" it says. "I will."

Candice had witnessed Kyle’s deep affection—and suffered his betrayal. She endured in silence, tricking him into signing the divorce papers. When the 30-day cooling-off period ended, she calmly informed him, “Kyle, I don’t want you anymore. Get out of my life.” Kyle was stunned as if struck by lightning. His eyes reddened in panic. He tore the agreement to shreds. “Who said we’re getting divorced? I don’t agree!” Charlie Clemens was a powerful tycoon, a man beyond reach. She didn’t want to get involved with him, yet fate kept bringing them together. At a banquet, tipsy and reckless, she accidentally tugged on his tie. He leaned down, his voice low and teasing by her ear: “Your ex-husband is watching. You sure you want to be this... bold?”

Everyone has their own believes in life, and for Jamara Nicole Domingo, she believes that she deserve a better man, a man who's handsome, smart, sweet, and loyal. At the age of 19, she already have a high standard when it comes to boys that's why up until now, she still NBSB. There's one guy that she hates because of how he talks and acts in front of her. The total opposite of her ideal man, physically. Until the time comes when the two of them talk to each other without annoying and teasing each other. Jamara suddenly decided to not hate him anymore instead make him smile and show it to others. The annoyance they feel towards each changed into closeness that no one expected. Will they be able to change the closeness into something more despite the judgement of the people around them? Or just let it be where it is.

I've taken three knife blows and a bullet for Isabella Thornton. I'm one of the top bodyguards in the business. My younger brother always trails behind her, cracking jokes. He's nothing more than a tagalong. I've always believed my loyalty and scars are all she has to feel safe. Then, the unthinkable happens—the three of us are kidnapped, and the kidnappers say only two of us can walk free. Isabella doesn't hesitate. She looks me straight in the eye and says, "You stay. My dad will give your family double the compensation. But Jasper has to come with me." Jasper Meyer is my younger brother. That's when I realize that his daily little gestures and playful teasing have already won her heart. Now reborn, I find myself back on the day the Thornton family is selecting their bodyguards.

Raine Matthews was always getting bullied by almost the whole population in school since she was in the right grade. When she got to the eleventh grade, people started ignoring her presence except for three bad guys who saw happiness in bullying her. When a new kid Noah Flynn starts going to their school, he helped her out once and since then he wouldn't leave her alone, always making her do things for him and wouldn't let anyone else bully her. Raine was getting confused daily because she didn't know what he wanted and neither did Noah because he just saw the fun in teasing Raine. One thing led to the other and both parties started falling in love, mistakes are made and promises are broken and it all left Raine questioning one thing, is it love or is it just pity?

I hated Seth Mallory with everything I had. He hated me just as much. If he drove a knife through my heart, I’d probably thank him. That’s how it’s always been—fire and ice, rivals to the core. Until the day he found out my secret. I’m gay. He’s not. End of story, right? Except it wasn’t. Seth Mallory, my worst enemy, wasn’t just angry. He was obsessed—with me. With teasing me, taunting me, and tempting me in ways I couldn’t resist. It was all fun and games, playing with the enemy, until it wasn’t. Because Seth isn’t who I thought he was. And when the game we started spirals out of control, I’m not sure either of us will survive the fallout—on the ice or off.

“God—” “Not God,” he muttered against my neck, biting the skin there. “Me. Say my name.” “Dorian!” I cried, back arching. “That’s it.” He stroked faster, his thumb teasing over the tip, slicking me up. “Good boy. Take it.” Ezra Monroe was raised to be pure. The perfect choir boy. Twenty-two and untouched—soft voice and eyes that have never looked too long at sin. But one man ruins everything. Father Dorian Vale. The moment his eyes meet Ezra’s, something snaps. And a good boy learns how to kneel for the wrong man. He was supposed to guide him to heaven. Instead, he’s teaching him how to sin. He’s not here to save Ezra. He’s here to ruin him. Slowly. Until every prayer sounds like his name.

"You wanna try and be my medicine, Lilah?” He asked with a deep testing tone, keeping his voice quiet. "I can try.” I breathe out as I gulp when his grip tightens "Try me.” His hand slides up my throat, his long fingers wrapping tight around my jaw. “That's what you really want?" I nodded, sighing out a shallow yes, and I could see every muscle in his body tense, as he wets his lips; hoarsely murmuring his next sentence like its his last try at making me change my mind. "I'm dangerous, Lilah, this is your last chance." My stomach twists and knots, as I use every ounce of bravery I have. "Prove it then."

My boyfriend is a lauded attorney. His true love rams into me with her car; my daughter stands bravely before me as the car explodes. She's blown to smithereens. I'm on the brink of death as I'm carried onto a stretcher, but my boyfriend holds his true love's face tenderly. His gaze is filled with heartache as he tells her that he'll get her off scot-free. He ruins the scene of the accident and buys off the witnesses. He even comes to the hospital to threaten me after I've been disfigured from the explosion. In the end, I die after the treatment doesn't help. It's only when the court announces the sentence that he realizes the deceased's personal details match mine perfectly.

My fate was sealed the moment I stepped inside that school. A simple sentence, seven measly words that put a target on my back, was all it took to turn three years of my life into a nightmare. Savaş Ewald became my tormentor and my nemesis without knowing a thing about me… or did he? How was I supposed to know, when I didn’t have a single memory of my past and no one willing to tell me anything? I need Savaş in order to find out about my past, but he doesn't play by the rules. He trades answers for kisses, clues for pieces of myself, but how much of myself am I willing to give him in order to find out the truth? The closer I get to finding out who I am, the more I realize Savaş Ewald will be my destruction.